Luyện nghe bài hát I Really Want To Show You

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

I know how it feel to wake up up
Pockets broke as hell, another rock to
People look at you like you's the
Selling to all the losers, mad buddha abuser
But they don't know about your day
on the way, mad bills to pay
That's why you drink Tanqueray, so you can
And you wasn't livin' so devilish, shit

I I was just like you
Smokin' blunts with my crew, flippin' 62's
G E D wasn't B I G
I had to get P A D, why my moms hate me
She was forced to me out, no doubt
I figured out licks went for twenty down South
Packed up my for my raw power move
Glock nineteen for and flower moves

For chumps tryin' to stop my
And what they don't know will show on the
Went to see Papi, to cop me a
Asked for consignment, he wasn't tryin' to hear it
mad Newports 'cause I'm due in court
For an assault that I 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 wanna show you
How I run the
I wanna show you
How I'm G's
I really show you
and run with me
I really wanna you

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

I her she could be Lieutenant, bitch got gassed
At last, I'm literally 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 with six to the head
I got the phone 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 over burners
And my swear to God she won't snitch
I told her when she hit the I'll make the hooker rich
Conspiracy, she'll be in three
then I looks out for the whole family
A true G, that's me, like a bubble
In the struggle

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

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

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

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

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

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
and run with me
I really wanna you

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