Luyện nghe bài hát Look Like

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

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

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

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

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

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

Whats up bruh may 25TH bruh
I know what the fuck you thankin I look like a drug dealer what my partner
Thinkin I done wacked a judge nigga threw so much money in this
Coulda the club nigga 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 come the kitchen
Ask me where im going told em im going fishin headed to the strip club finna catch me bitches
12 noon im ridin million dolla car straight hood nigga feelin like a fuckin star
Drank cognac smellin like the fuckin bar from the looks of the watch he be sellin boy
All dis money homie must be a d-boy buyin by the 2's talkin the fuckin joy
Fuck em by the 3's talkin bout them fuckin whores it 2 o'clock in the evenin he be unemployed.

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