Luyện nghe bài hát Elementry

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

Picture me rolling Rover
Same color your Air Ones
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
Niggas get the to holla while we up in the club
But get intimidated when 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, have niggas blast ya up
Take my advice, let ya peoples grass ya up
I got a fetish for the chips, 20's for the six hollows for the

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

The boss spending
Saying, "Gimme that Benz, 20 inch rims, and TV's"
The snitch in the precinct
"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
out the window saying, "He robbed me"
It's

1, 2, 3, 4
Lloyd in the house

Now get the fuck on the floor I slid through the door
With the 9 and the velor, a cal in my
You will, pop it, I'm down for a profit
I'm ghetto as hell, you you tell?
My road dog, under the jail getting mail

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

Your pussy don't rainbows and pots of treasure
It's every girl's dream, to floss with the
Long on the suine, on the screen
Blowing on cream for you to scheme
You gotta 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 sell X, he sell techs, and he 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 window saying, "He me"
elementary

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 ability
When I use them big words, bitch be feeling me

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

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

It no problem, we scoop them models
We got condoms, coups, and lavish
50 got me getting ass I never did
So I step in the club, hoes love the kid

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

The by the bar saying
"Everybody drink, the best champagne, 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 in the cage go
Tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet,
elementary