Luyện nghe bài hát Elementry

G Unit, A, B
You can't fuck me
C, D
We from the streets
E, F
Don't talk me to
G, H
It's

me rolling Range Rover
Same color your Air Ones
White on white, ya like? Red I the night
L.A. to N.Y. I'm Harlem bound

You see how tense up, when Scarlett 'round
Niggas get the heart to while we up in the club
But get when they see me sitting on dubs
I 'em whispering, "That ain't a man, shit that's her"

She roll with them G niggas, that's what's up
Disrespect me, I'll niggas blast ya up
Take my advice, don't let ya peoples ya up
I got a fetish for the chips, 20's for the six hollows for the

Try me, if you think I'm playing
And the police we'll have another scene taker
Jim Star your head, give your ass a shape-up
Uptown niggas known for the money they
Everybody shook, you see doing the shake

The boss ends
Saying, "Gimme Benz, 20 inch rims, and four TV's"
The snitch in the precinct
"He sell X, he sell techs, and he D"

The by the bar saying
"Everybody drink, the champagne, it's all on me"
in the back of the police car
Pointing out the window saying, "He me"
It's

1, 2, 3, 4
Lloyd in the house

Now get the fuck on the floor I through the front door
the 9 and the velor, a cal in my pocket
You will, I'ma pop it, I'm down for a
I'm as hell, you can't you tell?
My road dog, under the getting frustrating mail

So I'm drinking and thinking and hoping
This cell gon' open, you can dance to me
But throw an elbow, I'll throw one back
And leave blood on Shell Toes
no I ain't paying for pleasure

Your pussy bring rainbows and pots of treasure
every girl's dream, to floss with the team
Long on the suine, on the screen
Blowing on waiting for you to scheme
You ain't know how to read, to spray a magazine

The boss ends
Saying, "Gimme that Benz, 20 inch rims, and TV's"
The snitch in the saying
"He X, he sell techs, and he sell D"

The by the bar saying
"Everybody drink, the champagne, it's all on me"
Snitch in the back of the car
Pointing out the window saying, "He me"
elementary

I don't wanna grow up, hustler kid
Go 'head and stunt, see I don't pop two wig
I'm artistic, intelligent, so much
When I use them big words, bitch be feeling me

So y'all niggas hate me, 'cause wives be our groupies
Y'all me, like loud people in the movies
back, matter fact back down
'Cause I just passed without no pat down

You can me in the bathroom blowing a sticky
Or catch me on the dance floor feeling some
Sex sells, so P I M P
So my never be empty

It ain't no problem, we scoop models
We got condoms, coups, and condos
50 got me getting ass like I did
So I step in the club, hoes love the kid

The boss spending
Saying, "Gimme Benz, 20 inch rims, and four TV's"
The snitch in the precinct
"He sell X, he sell techs, and he D"

The by the bar saying
"Everybody drink, the best champagne, all on me"
Snitch in the of the police car
Pointing out the window saying, "He me"
elementary

The cat in the go
Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow,
The in the cage go
Tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet,
elementary