Luyện nghe bài hát Cut It Out

P.I. Yeah, aye, wussup cuz, going down
east side yeah, your boy sean p, nelly, 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, bought me a
never trick my money in the with a skank bitch
big on my plate, look like dolphins [dolphins]
pushin cookies in the ones
i can do better, by myself, not bad
girl ate the thing if she call me Chad
the reppas settin up there, they mad
rappin like us hit, but you a fag
i'm a country nigga, uncut like snow
make them bloodz get down on the flo'
make them young niggas put on the let[?]
you got clouds in diamonds, take that monkey shit back
cuz, high, throwin up, keep that lean off in my cut
high, throwin up, keep that heat off in our truck

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

i aint choose yo chick, yo chick me
i gotta pick one, imma take alla these
for every hundred you got, imma peel off
hey, dont worry bout it lil boy, the 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 call wet
a duro strawberry colored coup, call that a
got a few rides already, got a few to cop
got a one thats hard, got a black one that drop
got a buick thats green, the color my snot
lil daddy, you aint the shit, you might as get off the pot
that's some new st. louis shit, yeah funny
but imma stick with the old, the new dont make enough
do when im old, wipe me
when dirty, wipe them down
you think i my ass before
sit row and watch me now!
cuz my hate it but my lil mama love [x2]

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