Luyện nghe bài hát LOOKIN AT ME SIDEWAYS

(Verse 1:)
Now you gon' get a crook in your neck looking at me sideways
I play high stakes made crook in a wave
be something on my face
Yelling they ought no tell em what they spellin on MySpace dot com
Bold face rhetoric
You gon' click and get your head split
What the hell you look on a message board
Discussing whether or not the is hard core
I got to prove to any of you
That I ever said was is the truth but I'm ready to do it
And do it leisurely, Ant give 10 beats a
So fuck it I'll put the record how it to be
I I ain't perfect alright
I been a thugged out nerd all my
Thank God I ain't got to serve dirt or snatch at night
I feed people with the verses I
And I fill with my personal strife
Had some of y'all for my life
For what I've had the nerve to
I cut my grass grow, bring the serpants to
Now you ain't never heard me I'm tight
And I'm surgical like, with bitch Jake
You know that shit fuck around and get a closed and I'm old fashioned
Trying to out how we got from Whipper Whip to this silly bullshit
just so tragic
But it ain't impossible to
I ain't learned jack shit from at all
Let me hear you abusing the culture I
come across the hall 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 don't get me dog
You gon fuck around and me dog, it ain't my fault
And they love the way I
Eyes get real wide when I say my
I way out y'all, you just don't get me dog
You gon fuck around and miss me dog, it ain't my

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

(Chorus)

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