Luyện nghe bài hát Curve

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

From Ecuador, raw, repituar, like 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 like a stamp uh
And ya back, you can arch a ramp ma
Get a helmet you to get ram hard

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

Louie 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 ain't got a address but yo I get dressed
Come a mobster get fresh
Linen and Ostrich on

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

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

Curve
No trick
Curve
No trick

Curve
No curve
Curve
No trick

Yo, damn Cam, why startin' wars?
Forced in garden, kitchen, floors
Lil' pimps, them whores
Slide 'em to the crib, right in her ribs
Right outside her ribs, inside her chips
Please stop me

Look, around her wrist, house behind the cliffs
her equivalent to 600 dimes of piff
Off the winter menu, I'm a different venue
Nikes, don't ask, discontinued, must miscontinue
One will end you
Please stop me

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

Yeah, I know a lotta hatin' wanna clap me still
Listen good, I don't care how you feel
'Cause I'm actually real, for wrapped in steel
And the open up like a happy meal

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

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

Curve
No trick
nigga
No trick

nigga
No curve
Curve
No curve

Hundred 40th, you know what it is