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

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

Never seen, heard, never happened, never occurred
Now picture me flying 10,000 above the sea
bubbly, you'd love to be me
Now picture the servants in the cabin the sweetest massage
Picture ice and only wanna speak to God
your 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 picture me plotting for more, this nigga

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Do you it (yeah)
do the things that I do
Tell me do you 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 what like to be me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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