Luyện nghe bài hát Look Like

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

Big stones round my neck bb's hoe million dollar whip
Look like I turned pro shirt match his dont I be styling
Bro be got damn look like I sell dope

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

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Big stones round my neck bb's hoe quarter million dollar
Look like I turned pro match his shoes dont I be styling
Bro I'll be got damn look I sell dope

Loso I still got that d-boy with me ey Plies what it look like homie it go.
Whats up son what it look like look I sell dope maybe this hooks right
It be that its true maybe im at it too this on the mom
I and me chatted too I aint selling dope baby im selling
Hope you can see im a star then get ur telescope
My shawty always looking at me sideways I keep on pulling different cars
Up in her driveway see a nigga bread so it might trigga feds I tell they hatin ass
I do biggie 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 round my bb's hoe quarter million dollar whip
like I turned pro shirt match his shoes dont I be styling
Bro I'll be got damn look like I dope

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

[Chorus 2x song
Big stones my neck bb's hoe quarter million dollar
Whip look like I turned pro shirt match his shoes I be styling
Bro I'll be got damn look I sell dope. HA!!!!!!!