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

When i hit the parkin lot and the 5th wheel
you know damn well, you wanna see me, all eyes on me
when i'm fresh from the jeweler and it's outside
you know damn well, you wanna see me, all eyes on me
i'm freezed up, j'd[?] up, e'z in my k'z[???]
you know damn well, you wanna see me all eyes on me
all the niggas thats trill to them niggas unreal
you know damn well you dont wanna see me,
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 my fingers, lil boy, cut it out, hold up!

i aint choose yo chick, yo chick me
i aint gotta pick one, imma take these
for hundred you got, imma peel off three
hey, dont worry it lil boy, the bill on me
eight years now, you can me a vet
that money you got, call that a forth of my
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 blue one thats hard, got a black one that
got a buick thats green, the same color my
lil daddy, you aint the shit, you might as get off the pot
that's some new st. louis shit, yeah thats
but imma stick with the old, the new dont make money
do im old, wipe me down
they dirty, wipe them down
you i showed my ass before
sit front row and me now!
cuz my grandmama hate it but my lil mama love

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