Luyện nghe bài hát Look Like

Bruh Bruh I know people be at me when people be seeing me jumping out of these big wheels*
They be seing all these diamonds on a bitch bruh I know what people be saying
"god damn he like he sell dope"

Big round my neck bb's hoe quarter million dollar whip
Look like I pro shirt match his shoes don't I be styling
Bro I'll be got damn look like I sell

Blue plastic cup wit that vodka in it fo' door po stains with choppa in it
Look like my porshe be shopping it got new on it almost
Look good as I do with all my jewels on choppa cost 100 dollaz came with 50
100 karet bracelet it cost me 5 new era fitted
39.99 forty of the same ones 39 forty times and jeezy's is fresh denim
Cost half a stack got some denim cost me half a crack
Pull out every in my pocket just to buy the smoke ill be got damn look like I sell dope.

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Big round my neck bb's hoe quarter million dollar whip
Look like I pro shirt match his shoes don't I be styling
Bro I'll be got damn look like I dope

Loso I still got that d-boy with me ey Plies what it look like there it go.
Whats up son it look like look like I sell dope maybe this hooks right
It be that its true maybe im at it too this on the mom
[ Plies by Ben Jones ]
I and me chatted too I aint selling dope baby im selling
Hope you can see that im a then get ur telescope
My shawty always looking at me sideways I keep on pulling different cars
Up in her driveway they see a nigga bread so it might feds I tell they hatin ass
I do like said rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars
Then I a few flows so I can get a few hoes loso.

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Big stones my neck bb's hoe quarter million dollar whip
Look I turned pro shirt match his shoes don't I be styling
Bro be got damn look like I sell dope

up bruh bruh may 25TH bruh
I know what the fuck you thankin I look like a drug dealer that what my
Thinkin I done wacked a judge nigga threw so money in this bitch
Coulda the club nigga and if I ever go broke I'ma rob the plug nigga police
Followin me he thank I sell all these diamonds on me thank they come from the kitchen
Ask me where im told em im going fishin headed to the strip club finna catch me some bitches
12 noon im ridin quarter million dolla car straight hood nigga like a fuckin star
Drank cognac like the fuckin bar from the looks of the watch he must be sellin boy
All dis money homie must be a d-boy buyin by the 2's bout the fuckin joy
Fuck em by the 3's talkin bout them fuckin it 2 o'clock in the evenin he must be unemployed.

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Big stones my neck bb's hoe quarter million dollar
Whip look like I turned pro shirt match his shoes I be styling
Bro be got damn look like I sell dope. Ha!