Luyện nghe bài hát LOOKIN AT ME SIDEWAYS

(Verse 1:)
Now baby you gon' get a crook in your neck looking at me
I play high made crook in a crime wave
Must be on my face
Yelling that they no tell em what they spellin on MySpace dot com
type face rhetoric
You gon' clickety click and get your head
What the hell you look like on a message
Discussing or not the brother is hard core
I ain't got to to any of you
That anything I said was is the truth but I'm ready to do it
And do it leisurely, Ant 10 beats a week
So it I'll put the record how it needs to be
I I ain't perfect alright
I a thugged out nerd all my life
Thank God I got to serve dirt or snatch purses at night
I feed people with the I write
And I fill them my personal strife
Had some of concerned for my life
For what I've had the to recite
I cut my grass grow, the serpants to light
Now baby you never heard me I'm tight
And I'm like, with this bitch Jake
You know that shit around and get a closed casket and I'm old fashioned
Trying to figure out how we got from Whipper to this silly bullshit
It's so tragic
But it impossible to solve
I ain't learned jack shit from at all
Let me hear you the culture I adore
I'll come across the hall and get involved like here

(Chorus:)
I'm just here to play my part, and inbetween scenes got to on guard
I way out y'all, you just don't get me dog
You gon fuck around and miss me dog, it my fault
And they love the way I
Eyes get wide when I say my thoughts
I way out y'all, you just don't get me dog
You gon around and miss me dog, it ain't my fault

(Verse 2:)
my hand, expand to the size of a big black granite statue
Divide it by the lightning speed that can move
It ain't an autograph, do that I'm a smack you
I like to pull up my pants and lean too
Organic vegetables, mix em fast food
I'm Howard Stern meets Zinn
How you not find a pal in him and get attracted too
I take it for you when possible
If your hear this I'm confiding in you
Pop me, "Ali what's bothering you
Don't you want to tell your friends you and your are cool"
"NO." You got more X's the Honorable Elijah Muhammed do
But that ain't my problem you
is your just an impossible dude
You get hostile with when their honest with you
I could make me a snide little or two
But I don't see what nonsense would prove
I don't give fake props to the dude or walk in his shoes
I do what the Qu'ran says to do and respect him
Now I ain't here to get clandestine
But believe I'm a get what's destined
Be it an Escalade or a up F10
It's than this bus, best friend believe that
I ain't got a free minute to back
2 coming out and Faheem need that
Plus I wanna teach him how to on a Leap Pad
Shining bright, like "look at me dad! "
the shit that I'm in to I defend to the death
That I'm every bit as gangster as fools
If I wasn't G I wouldn't flow like
If you were really a G you wouldn't know I exist, you
(I don't understand what they're
But did they know they could get a smack for that, man)
So I'd advise you to the fuck up
Silly

(Chorus)

(Bridge: x2)
I said clap your to the beat y'all
'Cause the beat you clap your hands
I said clap hand to the beat y'all
the beat make you clap your hands