Luyện nghe bài hát I Really Want To Show You

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

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

I remember I was just you
Smokin' blunts with my crew, flippin' 62's
'Cause G E D B I G
I had to get P A D, that's why my hate 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
Glock for casket and flower moves

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

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

I had the master
I'm in the caravan on my way to
With my man Two-Tecs to take this projects
call him Two-Tecs, he tote two tecs
And when he start to bust he 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 wait for hon to make quick cash

I told her she could be Lieutenant, bitch got
At last, I'm literally loungin'
Sittin' back, countin' double thousand stacks
Had to re-up, see up with my peeps
Deal-a-Thon had it cheap on the Jeeps
See who got smoked, what rumors was
Last I I was dead with six to the head
Then I got the phone call, it couldn't hit me

We got infiltrated Nino at the Carter
Heard Tec got murdered in a town I never of
By bitch named Alberta over nickel-plated burners
And my bitch swear to God she won't
I her when she hit the bricks I'll make the hooker rich
Conspiracy, be home in three
Until I looks out for the whole family
A true G, me, blowing like a bubble
In the struggle

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

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

Now they home actin' like wrong, hustlin' again
He tried to be the next Frank White and
Pickin' up coke a fiend holds it in a car
Cooks it up till it's bright white, cut it tight
Then he slings it to the lookin' like Fright Night
Coppin the motorbikes, the scooters, countin' on computers
technology dealers to the users and losers
Half-leg DiDi, try to swap drug for
run out of baking soda from BK to QB

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

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
Come and run me
I wanna show 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

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