Luyện nghe bài hát LOOKIN AT ME SIDEWAYS

(Verse 1:)
Now baby you gon' get a crook in neck looking at me sideways
I play high stakes made crook in a wave
Must be something on my
that they ought no tell em what they spellin on MySpace dot com
Bold type face
You gon' clickety click and get your head
What the hell you look like on a board
Discussing or not the brother is hard core
I ain't got to 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 a week
So fuck it I'll put the how it needs to be
I understand I perfect alright
I a thugged out nerd all my life
Thank God I got to serve dirt or snatch purses at night
I people with the verses I write
And I them with my personal strife
Had of y'all concerned for my life
For what I've had the nerve to
I cut my grass grow, bring the serpants to
Now baby you ain't never heard me I'm
And I'm surgical like, this bitch Jake
You know that shit fuck around and get a closed casket and I'm old
Trying to out how we got from Whipper Whip to this silly bullshit
It's just so
But it ain't 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 this here

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

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

(Chorus)

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