Luyện nghe bài hát Do You Like It, Do You Want It

Picture me in the drop top, open skies
In foreign, soarin', 145
The God is for my body, let my spirit fly
I it all, no lie
Picture me poppin' something imported
Pedal flooring, clutch poppin', to Lauryn
Now me falling

Never seen, never heard, never happened, occurred
Now picture me flying 10,000 above the sea
bubbly, you'd love to be me
Now picture the servants in the with the sweetest massage
Picture having ice and only wanna to God
Picture dreams being shattered and your cream being lavished
At the time, tell me what you think matters
Picture all the money that gotten off tours
Now me plotting for more, picture this nigga

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Do you it (yeah)
do the things that I do
Tell me do you it (yeah)
know what it's like in my shoes
Do you it (yeah)
see the things that I see
Tell me do you it (yeah)
Wanna know it's like to be me

Picture me wildin', fiendin', for tools
flipping, losing my cool
Now picture me gritty, P. Diddy to run in your house
The gun's with me, put one in mouth
Now picture me dressed in white linen your life is ending
Slightly grinning, picture that priceless
Picture me broke as on your block about to open up
Like nigga, what's up

Picture me driving a course your home, bustin' a "U"
Screaming at the top of my lungs "YOU FUCKING WHO?"
Picture me not being that hustler
Picture the Benz, a 5, and the not new
Picture the watch platinum, and the rock's not blue
Picture y'all niggaz not how I do
me, better yet picture you
Painting a better picture than the one I drew

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Where do you go from when you felt you've done it all
what used to get you high don't get you high no more
When you got a lot of cars, don't even drive no
When you're to win, they ain't surprised no more

Hold up, stop, wait, reverse the
How much money can one nigga make in one
How much dough you hold in one safe
How many hoes can a really chase

Where do you go after the
After all the Soul Train and Grammy awards, after the
After asking these what they after me for
Is it the The fame? The house, take it all

The sky's the limit, but I ain't done
Money is fast, but I done running
me driving some wack shit
Picture me under pressure, picture that shit

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