Luyện nghe bài hát Cut It Out

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

my too wet bitch, never pay my set bitch
blue and red make green, just the check bitch
went to the car lot, me a Vanquish
never trick my money in the club a skank bitch
big shrimp on my plate, look like [dolphins]
pushin cookies in the ones
i can do better, by myself, not bad
ate the whole thing if she call me Chad
the reppas aint up there, they mad
rappin us gotta hit, but you a fag
i'm a young country nigga, like snow
make them young get down on the flo'
make young niggas put candy on the let[?]
you got in them diamonds, take that monkey shit back
cuz, smokin high, up, keep that lean off in my cut
high, throwin up, keep 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 damn well, you dont 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, here
quit it man, lil boy, cut it out, look
it man, lil boy cut it out, go head
no watch my fingers, lil boy, cut it out, up!

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

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