Luyện nghe bài hát I Really Want To Show You

Woo! There's gonna be a lot of punchin' in motherfucker
Y'all better be swift that punch button Jack
Biggie,

I how it feel to wake up fucked up
Pockets broke as hell, another to sell
People look at you like you's the
drugs to all the losers, mad buddha abuser
But they don't about your stress-filled day
Baby on the way, mad to pay
That's why you Tanqueray, so you can reminisce
And wish you livin' so devilish, shit

I remember I was just you
Smokin' blunts with my crew, flippin' over
'Cause G E D B I G
I had to get P A D, that's why my moms me
She was to kick me out, no doubt
Then I figured out licks went for twenty down
Packed up my for my raw power move
nineteen for casket and flower moves

For chumps to stop my flow
And what they don't know will on the autopsy
to see Papi, to cop me a brick
Asked for some consignment, he tryin' to hear it
Smoking mad Newports I'm due in court
For an that I caught in Bridgeport, New York
Catch me if you can the Gingerbread Man
You have your gat in hand 'cause man

Come and run me
I really show you
How I run the
I wanna show you
How I'm G's
I really wanna you
Come and run me
I really show you

I had the master
I'm in the caravan on my way to
With my man Two-Tecs to take over projects
They call him Two-Tecs, he tote two
And when he to bust he like to ask, "Who's next?"
I got my honey on the Amtrak with the in the crack of her ass
Two of hash in the stash
I for hon to make some quick cash

I told her she be Lieutenant, bitch got gassed
At last, I'm loungin' black
Sittin' back, countin' double digit stacks
Had to re-up, see what's up my peeps
Toyota Deal-a-Thon had it cheap on the
See who got smoked, what rumors was
Last I heard I was dead with six to the
Then I got the call, it couldn't hit me harder

We got like Nino at the Carter
Heard Tec got murdered in a town I heard of
By some bitch named Alberta nickel-plated burners
And my bitch swear to God she won't
I told her when she hit the bricks I'll the hooker rich
Conspiracy, she'll be home in
Until then I out for the whole family
A G, that's me, blowing like a bubble
In the struggle

and run with me
I really show you
How I run the
I really wanna you
How I'm G's
I really show you
Come and run me
I really wanna you

I'm seeing body after body and our mayor
tryin' to see no black man turn to John Gotti
Guns and
Bitches put they where the sun ain't shinin'
Take ki's till they us, snakes flee with consignment
This kid he got his krib rated, police found
They up his whole fam, mom's sister his old man
Nigga bailed his out, then he told on his man

Now they home actin' like nuttin' wrong, again
He to be the next Frank White and Escobar
Pickin' up coke a fiend it in a seperate car
Cooks it up till it's bright white, cut it right
Then he slings it to the fiends lookin' Fright Night
Coppin the motorbikes, the scooters, dough on computers
High technology to the users and losers
Half-leg DiDi, try to swap for TV's
Stores run out of baking from BK to QB

My die for the cause, .45 on the drawer
City laws made by Big Nas and Biggie
Bitches, holdin' my weight in titties and drawers
My bitches out of state get bust while they pushin' my
Callin' me up, callin' me baller, for they cut
Pretty hoes me my cash, swallow all of this nut
Seats on the Bent' stay nasty, push the
For the stash box is where the cash be, watchin' for force
'Cause I know they comin' but I'm my goal
Fuck bummin', I'm makin' sure I this whole game wit' somethin'
Crib in West Palms for my dime, crib for my
Ridiculous, you at the next Nicholas Barnes, baby

and run with me
I really show you
How I run the
I really wanna you
How I'm G's
I wanna show you
Come and run me
I really show you

and run with me
I really wanna you
How I run the
I really wanna you
How I'm G's
I really wanna you
and run with me
I really wanna you

Come and run me
I really show you
How I run the
I really wanna you
How I'm G's
I wanna show you
and run with me
I really show you