Luyện nghe bài hát If They Want It

(Fabolous)
(F-A-B-O)
(L-O-U-S)

(Dj Clue)
New hit straight from Desert Storm
Whaaaaaat!

I don't how niggas insist to knows bout
How we spend car money to glist our out
Play bars and buy the and moes out
benjies just to twist the hoes out
Fabolous the one from the mix
Known to have more kicks than flicks
nigga in a big body six
Wit enough dough and to Gotti fixed
If I wasn't rappin I'd a ???
Down south in a town you heard before
Dealin wit weight Columbians would for
??? cats I burnin for furthermore
I'm the nigga every freak be in a sleek S
That's gon need week rest greekfest
Jump in private just to sneak west
Bet these shots rip through ya weak flesh

(chorus)
Niggas it
Now get it
on it
Now wit it
flooded up and fitted
Tinted up and BB
gon wonder how we did it
Y'all gon how we get it
gon wonder how we did it
Y'all gon how we get it

Now sports the kind of nigga you spot everyday
Sip of cherry 'Ze in a hot chevy 'Le
I know's a few niggas plot to bury J
scar my face put a shot in my derrier
What you gon do when we send shots every way
We got perion while got perrier
I strut past in that could cut glass
Wit dime bitches that'll a nigga nut fast
Now I gotta fiend to throw some chrome on a quarter
Cop a crown and put on a border
Smoke the trees now that's grown
Still keep 9's that'll put ya out of order

Got the cats will leave ya dead for
Chicks givin sarges and head for
That local cops go to feds for
you want nigga now I got the bread for

(chorus)

(Dj Clue)
My nigga Rob I see ya!

My model boy

My nigga


Clue!

(Fabolous)
New is getting money
Va is money
LA is money
is getting money

(Fabolous)
Fabolous so cool I could play
In light gray lexus
Rockin white wit a gray necklace
Fuck and bounce don't stay for breakfast
We doin shit that'll make neck twist
Wit a fancy chick we pay to pet
Fuck I'm bout to throw bagettes in my ear
And be getting head from brunettes in a
If you ain't talkin money I don't chit chat
Throwin partys in Jamaica when I hit
chips thugs catch cases for
Make bitches me til my waist is sore
Sport come through nigga like on the first
the bump drivin a lex in reverse
Now we don't pop it unless a hundred a wop
And I'ma hittin y'all like an abusive pops

(chorus)

(Dj Clue)
DJ Clue,
Fresh out York

Bronx

Y'all gon how we did it
gon wonder how we get it
Y'all gon how we did it
gon wonder how we get it

(Dj Clue)
My Lou, Willies
You how we do it
That shit
up!