Luyện nghe bài hát Cut It Out

P.I. Yeah, aye, wussup cuz, it's going
east side yeah, boy sean p, nelly, pimp C, aye

my paint too wet bitch, pay my set bitch
blue and red make green, just cash the check
went to the car lot, me a Vanquish
never trick my money in the club a skank bitch
big on my plate, look like dolphins [dolphins]
pushin cookies in the soft
i can do better, by myself, not bad
girl ate the thing if she call me Chad
the reppas aint settin up there, mad
rappin like us hit, but you a fag
i'm a young country nigga, like snow
make them bloodz get down on the flo'
make young niggas put candy on the let[?]
you got clouds in them diamonds, take that monkey shit
cuz, high, throwin up, keep that lean off in my cut
smokin high, throwin up, keep that heat off in our

When i hit the parkin lot and the 5th drop
you know damn well, you wanna see me, all eyes on me
i'm fresh from the jeweler and it's sunny outside
you know damn well, you wanna see me, all eyes on me
when i'm freezed up, up, e'z in my k'z[???]
you damn well, you dont wanna see me all eyes on me
from all the niggas thats trill to niggas unreal
you know damn you dont wanna see me, uh-uh
so it man, lil boy, cut it out, look here
it man, lil boy, cut it out, look here
quit it man, lil boy cut it out, go
no my fingers, lil boy, cut it out, hold up!

i aint choose yo chick, yo chick me
i aint gotta pick one, imma alla these
for every hundred you got, peel off three
hey, dont bout it lil boy, the bill on me
eight now, you can call me a vet
that money you got, call a forth of my neck
we dont call paint shiny, we paint wet
a duro strawberry colored coup, that a mint
got a few already, got a few more to cop
got a one thats hard, got a black one that drop
got a buick thats green, the same my snot
lil daddy, you aint the shit, you as well get off the pot
that's some new st. louis shit, yeah thats
but imma stick with the old, the new make enough money
do im old, wipe me down
when they dirty, wipe them
you i showed my ass before
sit row and watch me now!
cuz my hate it but my lil mama love [x2]

28 inches sittin tall, ridiculous
with a slow bitch
cuz that's the type i it with
rydin with a stupid pack and a couple cats
they call us the squad
so you know we strapped
shuttin down the lot
doin the moonwalk
i aint stuntin' now hoe cuz i'm to blood talk
i be they work at, where niggas get merked at
her wish bread[?] where mount it up and drop the purp at
cant you tell im hood
you aint my hood bitch
dont you see the seats
the way we the wood pimp
goin hard on it, while i on it
to buy the hood, this is all grind money
poppin tangs on it, grands on it
nelly the wheel and made the chevy dance on
i'm a star, aint a phony nigga [naw, never!]
a phone call a had em youngstas on on ya
so dont start no shit, be no shit[x2]