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 stakes made crook in a wave
Must be something on my
Yelling that they ought no tell em they spellin on MySpace dot com
Bold type face
You gon' clickety click and get your head
the hell you look like on a message board
Discussing whether or not the brother is hard
I ain't got to to any of you
anything I ever said was is the truth but I'm ready to do it
And do it leisurely, Ant give 10 a week
So fuck it put the record how it needs to be
I understand I ain't alright
I been a thugged out nerd all my
Thank God I ain't got to serve dirt or snatch at night
I people with the verses I write
And I fill them with my personal
Had some of concerned for my life
For what I've had the to recite
I cut my grass grow, bring the serpants to
Now baby you ain't heard me I'm tight
And I'm like, with this bitch Jake
You know that fuck around and get a closed casket and I'm old fashioned
Trying to figure out how we got from Whipper Whip to silly bullshit
It's so tragic
But it ain't to solve
I ain't learned jack shit Dorian at all
Let me you abusing the culture I adore
I'll come across the and get involved like this here

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

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

(Chorus)

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