Luyện nghe bài hát Look at Me

Whas happenin', happenin'?
You got to this yere nigguh
My boys, my Hot Boys, and [unverified]
to lace this game, nigga
Do it the way we do it E 4 0, Charlie Hustle

Look, I went from rags to riches, stank hoes to bad
Stealin' niggaz to TV's in Expeditions
Thuggin' is how I it everyday, all day
I it all the way real, I can't see it no other way

I represent mines, Hot
Slip up my whole rides, get shot, boy
That's how it go, we straight, do or die, we holdin' niggaz
Then come where yo' momma, lay down and kick in the do',
(Juvenile, Juvenile, Juvenile)

Let's get this cracklin'
My officer's gonna know what happened
Stay out the way I'm H O T and that action
Hooded up dem slugs and face-maskin', camouflage fashion

I'm all about that luxury, I'm 'bout
(Luxury)
Puttin' 50 in yo' head, boy, if you thinkin' 'bout me
I'ma be fo' a minute, you gotta respect it
(What else?)
There's a lot of niggaz out here killed to accept it

Beyotch, E-40 and Hot Boys, and Hot Boys

Freezer platinum on my pinkie
(Look at me)
Squattin' inch Twinkies
(Look at me)

I'm like that, it's like that,
I'm like that, it's that
(Look at me)

Hustle on it in the fast lane, drivin' slow
With a of tall cans and some broccoli and a bad-ass hoe
Squattin' four times, gold Zenith and vogues
snuffin' down, right next to me is the call from the frogs

Sound system on
Puffin' on the doobie grubbed, dang, it burnt in my lap
Smokin' trees with the up
(Windows up)
Traffic up, middle finger up

I associate or surround myself with C.I.'s
Confidential Informants snitches stool pigeons
Marks simple Simon sucker sap simps, I be kickin' it real
With the, P.I.'s, hustlers,

Gangsters, that might not even look like
trophies up under they shelf, sky ballers, all kind of Benzes
Player type individuals, out times a thousand
Those nigguh-ish lieutenants bosses, gazillionaires
New millennium wars high real as hoodlums thugs
House parties strip joints gamblin' shacks and hole in the clubs

Beyotch, E-40 and Hot Boys, E-40 and Hot

Man, it's neighborhood shit with a gangster bitch
So get yo' straight, nigga and go and buy some shit
TV's inside when I bitch
And I'ma hide hoes behind Limo tints

Fulfill my dreams, I'm a rich,
And when I hit yo' hood I'ma blind a
Shine, tape sellin' got me shit
Dyin'? Gon' be past ninety-nine, slick

these hoes back to time slick
So slap that bitch, bat that batch
her in the ass and tell that hoe Hot Boy in this, bitch
So nigga, fuck that bitch, tell her yo' dick

Now, now, here the youngest
Wayne, you can me Weezy
Flyin' up the in a Lamborghini
Police right me, I'm drivin' too fast

I pull over on the grass, they my autograph
I off ki's, I get my G's
I spit my 3's if you twist my
I'm duckin' white sheets and I avoid the
If you think you can stop us, boi, go ahead

E-40 and Hot Boys, E-40 and Hot Boys,

E-Feezy and the HB's in motherfucker, man
(The Hot Boys)
Juvenile, you about me
(Bosco)

The B.G., the one stun'na
Baby, Gold, ya heard me?
The Bay and the U P T
We connected, nigga, you gotta it
It's off the heezy, Beyotch