Luyện nghe bài hát Look Like

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

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

Jeezy:]
Blue plastic cup wit that vodka in it fo' door po stains 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 came with 50
100 bracelet it cost me 5 blocks new era fitted
39.99 forty of the same ones 39 forty times and jeezy's watch is fresh
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 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 like I sell dope

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

2x:]
Big stones round my neck bb's hoe quarter million dollar
Look like I turned pro shirt match his dont I be styling
Bro I'll be got damn look I sell dope

Whats up 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 threw so much money in this bitch
Coulda bought the nigga and if I ever go broke I'ma rob the plug nigga police
Followin me he thank I sell chillzas all diamonds on me thank they come from the kitchen
Ask me where im going told em im going fishin headed to the strip finna catch me some 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 must be 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 them fuckin whores it 2 o'clock in the evenin he must be unemployed.

[Chorus 2x song
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 look like I sell dope. HA!!!!!!!