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

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

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

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

Picture me wildin', fiendin', reaching for
Straight flipping, my cool
Now picture me gritty, P. 'bout to run in your house
The with me, put one in your mouth
Now picture me dressed in white linen while life is ending
Slightly grinning, picture that image
Picture me broke as fuck on your block to open up
Like Okay nigga, 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 hustler dude
Picture the Benz, a 5, and the not new
the watch ain't platinum, and the rock's not blue
Picture niggaz not knowing how I do
me, better yet picture you
Painting a picture than the one that I drew

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

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

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

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

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