Luyện nghe bài hát Elevators (me & You)

One for the money, yes sir, two for the
A couple of ago on Headland and Delowe
Was the of something good
Where me and my nigga rode the Marta, the hood
Just tryna find that hook up, now everyday we looked up at the
Watching ceiling fans go 'round, tryna catch that
Off instrumentals, had my pencil and my paper
We caught the 86 Lithonia headed to
Writing rhymes, tryna our spot off in that light
off in that spot, knowing that we could rock
Doing the hole in the wall clubs, this shit must stop, like "Freeze!"
We making the move, but we not making no G's, and that's a no-no

Check it, a one-two, a one-two dope niggas in the
call us, went from Player's Ball to ballers
Putting the South up on the map was Little Rock to banging
say mothafuck that playing, they paying, we staying laying vocals
Locales made it with them big boys up in this industry
"OutKast, yeah, niggas, they making big noise"
Over a sold to this day, niggas they take it lightly
'96 gon' be that year that all playa haters can bite me, I'm out this bitch

Me and you
Your momma and your too
Rolling the strip on Vogues
Coming up, slamming Cadillac
Me and you
Your momma and your too
down the strip on Vogues
Coming up, slamming Cadillac

in the day, when I was younger, hunger
Looking to fill me belly with Rally's bullshit
Pull shit off, like it was supposed to be
as a tick, I was stoned like them white boys
Smoking them white girls, them blunts, got crunk, chunky asses
Passes getting thrown like Hail Mary's, and they looking Halle Berry's
So so fine, intertwined, but we sipping wine
We's just chilling, I'm the villain, and I'm so high
freely, me, Lil B, Reek, Mone and Shug
And my little James, thangs changed in the hood
Where I live at, them rats know, "Momma I want to
But I want to trick, and momma I'm sucking dick now"
We moving on up in the world like
Me and the crew, we pimps like '82, me and you like Tony Tone
(Like this, East and we gone)

Me and you
momma and your cousin too
Rolling down the on Vogues
Coming up, slamming doors
Me and you
Your momma and your too
Rolling down the on Vogues
up, slamming Cadillac doors

Got stopped at the mall the other day, heard a call from the way
That I just came from, some nigga was something, talking 'bout
Smoke "Hey man, you remember me from school?"
"No not really" But he smiling like a clown, facial expression looking silly
And he kept me, "What kinda car you drive? I know you paid
I know y'all got beaucoup of from all them songs that y'all done made"
And I replied that I had going through the same things that he had
True, I've got more than the average man, but not enough loot to last me
To the end of the week, I live by the beat, like you check-to-check
If you move your feet then I don't eat, so we like neck-to-neck
Yes, we done come a way like them slim-ass cigarettes
From Virginia, this ain't gon' stop, so we just gon'

Me and you
momma and your cousin too
Rolling down the on Vogues
Coming up, Cadillac doors
Me and you
momma and your cousin too
Rolling down the on Vogues
up, slamming Cadillac doors