Luyện nghe bài hát Curve

Na I told shorty to curve, she like I'm like curve
She like what that mean, I'm like that get away from me
Ya breath stink, you heard a tic
man, get outta here
Big Pun was alive he'd you to go that way, curve

From Ecuador, extra raw, repituar, the reservoir
Few scars, get ya neck ajared
Respect ya pa, believe, bet a card

I a freak, I mean a tramp ma
And my dick you can lick a stamp uh
And ya back, you can arch lick a ma
Get a helmet you to get ram hard

I'm Rambo, commando,
disappear, vamanose vato
Got doe, gwap, hoes, go
Ratt, tatt, tatt, how he not know?

socks tho, you can see the logo
And I chop, blo, blo, no
out in the woods, no po, po
He wired the a no go yo

I get dough tho, he a no
I'm so high, high, in the low, low
I got a address but yo I gotta get dressed
Come a mobster get fresh
Linen and Ostrich on

I ya'll wish that them shots woulda shot me to death
But because me, you a mummy, I'm out to get flesh
Dummy money, outta my socks and my sweats
Get cash but my gwaps in a check

my word, if homie actin' absurred
And he like a bird then tell tha dude to curve
Girls too, if she gettin' on ya nerves and she
Lotta nerve then tell the girl to

Curve
No trick
nigga
No curve

nigga
No curve
nigga
No trick

Yo, damn Cam, why they startin'
Forced in garden, kitchen, parkay
Lil' pimps, watch whores
Slide 'em to the crib, right in her ribs
Right outside her ribs, right her chips
Please watchin' me

Look, diamonds around her wrist, house behind the
Left her to 600 dimes of piff
Off the winter menu, I'm from a different
These Nikes, don't ask, discontinued, miscontinue
One will end you
Please watchin' me

Yeah, I front baby girl, I'm somethin' to watch
I ask her one thing, "Girl, you or not?"
I make scrilla melt, you don't killa help
My doors are suicide, bitch, go yaself
Since you feel yaself, .9 to steal ya health
Please watchin' me

Yeah, I know a lotta y'all hatin' wanna me still
Listen good, I care how you actually feel
'Cause I'm actually real, for real wrapped in
And the roof open up a happy meal

Get a steel grip, you won't feel
We move single file, like we on a trip
Get ya slip, can you vision it?
Empty the gun son, put in a different

That's my word, if homie absurred
And he sorta a bird then tell tha dude to curve
Girls too, if she gettin' on ya nerves and she
Lotta nerve tell the girl to curve

nigga
No trick
nigga
No trick

nigga
No trick
nigga
No curve

Hundred 40th, you know what it is