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 with that button Jack
Biggie,

I know how it feel to up fucked up
Pockets as hell, another rock to sell
look at you like you's the user
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 Tanqueray, so you can reminisce
And wish you wasn't so devilish, shit

I I was just like you
Smokin' with my crew, flippin' over 62's
'Cause G E D B I G
I had to get P A D, why my moms hate me
She was forced to kick me out, no
Then I figured out licks went for twenty down
Packed up my for my raw power move
Glock nineteen for casket and flower

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

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

I had the master
I'm in the caravan on my way to
With my man Two-Tecs to take over this
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 with the crack in the crack of her ass
Two of hash in the stash
I wait for hon to make some cash

I her she could be Lieutenant, bitch got gassed
At last, I'm literally black
Sittin' back, double digit thousand 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 I was dead with six to the head
Then I got the phone call, it couldn't hit me

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

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

I'm seeing body after 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 till they spot us, snakes flee with
This kid he got his rated, police found grams
They locked up his whole fam, mom's his old man
Nigga bailed his moms out, he told on his man

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

My niggaz die for the cause, .45 on the
City laws by Big Nas and Biggie Smalls
Bitches, my weight in they titties and drawers
My bitches out of get bust while they pushin' my cars
me up, callin' me baller, call for they cut
Pretty hoes bring me my cash, all of this nut
Seats on the stay nasty, push the dash
For the stash box is where the cash be, for task force
'Cause I know they but I'm reachin' my goal
Fuck bummin', I'm makin' I leave this whole game wit' somethin'
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 show you
How I'm G's
I wanna show you
Come and run me
I really show you

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

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