Luyện nghe bài hát LOOKIN AT ME SIDEWAYS

(Verse 1:)
Now baby you gon' get a crook in your looking at me sideways
I play high made crook in a crime wave
Must be on my face
Yelling they ought no tell em what they spellin on MySpace dot com
type face rhetoric
You gon' clickety click and get your head
What the you look like on a message board
whether 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 give 10 beats a
So it I'll put the record how it needs to be
I I ain't perfect alright
I been a thugged out nerd all my
Thank God I ain't got to dirt or snatch purses at night
I feed people the verses I write
And I fill them with my personal
Had some of y'all for my life
For what I've had the to recite
I cut my grow, bring the serpants to light
Now baby you never heard me I'm tight
And I'm surgical like, with this bitch
You know that shit fuck around and get a closed and I'm old fashioned
Trying to figure out how we got from Whipper Whip to silly bullshit
It's just so
But it impossible to solve
I ain't jack shit from Dorian at all
Let me hear you abusing the I adore
come across the hall and get involved like this here

(Chorus:)
I'm just here to play my part, and inbetween got to stay on guard
I ain't way out y'all, you just get me dog
You gon fuck around and miss me dog, it ain't my
And they love the way I
Eyes get real wide 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 size of a big granite statue
Divide it by the lightning speed that 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 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 possible
If your this then I'm confiding in you
Pop me, "Ali what's bothering you
Don't you want to tell your you and your father are cool"
"NO." You got more X's than the Honorable Elijah do
But ain't my problem with you
Truth is just an impossible dude
You get hostile with fools their honest with you
I make me a snide little comment or two
But I don't see that nonsense would prove
I don't give fake props to the or walk around in his shoes
I do what the Qu'ran says to do and respect him
Now I even here to get clandestine
But best believe I'm a get destined
Be it an or a fixed up F10
better than this bus, best friend believe that
I ain't got a minute to lean back
Spiderman 2 coming out and Faheem need
Plus I wanna teach him how to read on a 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 them
If I G I wouldn't flow like this
If you were really a G you wouldn't I exist, you bitch
(I don't what they're sayin'
But little did they they could get a smack for that, man)
So I'd advise you to shut the up
Silly

(Chorus)

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