Luyện nghe bài hát Lookin' Good

(*talking*)
What's up, ah ha, on
Choppa Style. Jahbo, Playa
On the come on

Ooh girl you looking good, give lil a holla
Cause I take you out that Baby Phat, and put you in Prada
Choppa Style from nothing, to having some change
Now in my face, wanting to look at me strange
Now I ain't even got a Range yet, but that's alright
I ain't got my change yet, and I ain't nice
And I ain't right, and I ain't chicks
But I really nothing nice, when I'm spitting hits
You feel this shit, then won't you bob your back and forward
And if you like the way it sound, go to the and sco' it
You see me, I'm low key, I got this
And Choppa style dropping but some hot hits, some hot hits
I can't wait, till I'm lavage, call me Choppa
Tim Smooth, I gotta have it
And not for a career, its all for fun
And I'm not from St. Louis, but I'm one, I'm number one

[Chorus: - 2X]
Girl you looking good, come and ride me
Hop in my 6 you looking nice, in Prada jeans
So won't you drop it, bend it over, touch toes for me
Bend it, make that wiggle wobble out for me

I got your board banging, ooh la-la-la
I ask you who you loving, you say Chop-Chop-Chop
I'm making it hot, coming through and breaking your
you worry bout twenty minutes, cause I ain't gonna stop
You say you wanna get served wobble, so I'm gon you
You say you wanna hot boy, a condo
How you like it, from the back or legs in the air
You ride it, you could dodge it girl, I just don't care
Cause I'ma it like I beat it, like I chop it like a dog
I'ma you touch your toes, sit you down and break you off
To you fat girls, I discriminate on y'all
If you can break me with your wiggle, do you like a dog
I a slim, fine woman, so I could break her cousin
Cause Choppa's like Popeye's chicken, you love him
The next time you think, that you won't get served
I got head board banging, p.s. just love Choppa

- 2X]

I want a slim, fine woman, who as as the (what)
Never ever labeled a duck, but always to buck
A attitude sometimes, but not a project
But if needed to bend piece, she acting project style
And she like a model, when she up in them streets
Prada pants, Prada purse, Prada shoes on her
She don't hang with messy chickens, she say that they sad
They already the difference, its lust they got it bad
She don't listen to, what you say bout me and them
She listen from the jump, though her head is hard
If she tell me she gon me, so my heart ain't gon stop
I get a playa a mill, and my woman I'll watch
And oh, tell your daddy, he ain't got nothing on me
Going and he gon shoot me, tell him up it and see
Oh, you wonder how she got that mark on her chest
Ask girl, she'll probably tell you, but that ain't nothing but mess

- 4X]