Luyện nghe bài hát I Don't Like The Look Of It

What do you think will come of
I don't know (I like the look of it)

(I don't like the of it)
When we up to the do'
Gator on 24's
wanna throw them bones and (I don't like the look of it)
We do it big in state
diamonds in heavy weight
They say are but really ain't and (I don't like the look of it)
they see us in the club
Poppin' throwin' dubs
Haters tend to cuff they gloves and (I don't like the of it)
We can win in ways
Flif fy paint in major
Pop my trunk and get them thangs if (I don't like the of it)

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(Wood Work) (Wood Work)
I'm grippin 26's in like roller rinks
Paint drippin like sinks, caught real in chinchilla minks
My ceiling and Bailey flippin like acrobatics
Women ecstatic, just push the button automatic
When they lay me down to
to a superfreak
Rollin' around in sheets, (Send her on a merry way)
I'm so explicit, so blowin on BUDA
The money short shrinkin' sort of like oompa
I like my crucifix, same as on the rocks
You thinkin' of shoplifting?, lookin' like chicken pox
You can me in the coop
My product don't stoop
But if you on my block (I don't like the look of it)

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bubble, every color
Tops fall like knuckles
Chevrolet they huggin
on floors and buckets
It's we do it thuggin'
These they hate to love me
Comin' up bakin' muffins
Your ain't makin nothin
My cake mix is
check my ingredients
Hey the formula ain't basic, you can I'm a genius
But don't like the look of it
with the cake
Women follow the 24, so I'm on 26
your nose up out of it 'cause it can get real
Talkin' the twelve by what you've and I'll have you reading in braille
Reason ill, probably got somethin' to do with the paint
I got it for Willy Wonka, and haters mad 'cause they can't

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Shorty gettin' paper
That be why they on me
Daily cost are frozin' phonies, (Muggin' you see a G)
What you know about my
On the block with and fifties
Got clock until they creasin', (Shorty I got what you need)
Pullin' up on 20
Trouble the woofers bumpin
Chokin on the ribbon, (Willy Wonka Chevrolet)
Freezin from pieces
Heavy starch and creases
3 on my white Adidas, (Diamonds in my cardia)
I spit that
is so exquisitly
Vividly I'm a
Suckas demonish me
you pimpin all in me
Propers your apology
Swagger ghetto Willy D.
don't like the look of me