Luyện nghe bài hát Elementry

G Unit, A, B
You can't with me
C, D
We the Harlem streets
E, F
Don't talk me to
G, H
elementary

Picture me rolling Rover
Same color your Air Force
White on white, ya like? Red I flight the
From L.A. to N.Y. I'm bound

You see how bitches up, when Scarlett 'round
get the heart to holla while we up in the club
But get intimidated when they see me on dubs
I hear 'em whispering, "That a man, shit that's her"

She roll with G Unit niggas, that's what's up
Disrespect me, have niggas blast ya up
my advice, don't let ya peoples grass ya up
I got a fetish for the chips, for the six hollows for the clips

Try me, if you think I'm playing
And the police we'll have another crime scene
Jim Star your head, give your ass a shape-up
Uptown niggas for the money they make
Everybody ain't shook, you see doing the

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

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

1, 2, 3, 4
Lloyd Banks' in the

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

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

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

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

The balla by the bar
"Everybody drink, the best champagne, all on me"
Snitch in the back of the car
Pointing out the saying, "He robbed me"
It's

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

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

You can catch me in the bathroom a sticky
Or catch me on the floor feeling some tits
Sex sells, so P I M P
So my pockets be empty

It ain't no problem, we them models
We got condoms, coups, and lavish
50 got me ass like I never did
So I step in the club, hoes love the kid

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

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

The cat in the go
Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow,
The bird in the go
Tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet,
It's