Luyện nghe bài hát Lookin' Good

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

Ooh girl you looking good, lil Choppa a holla
Cause I could take you out that Baby Phat, and put you in
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 flipping chicks
But I ain't really nothing nice, when I'm spitting
You feel this shit, then won't you bob your head and forward
And if you like the way it sound, go to the store and it
You see me, I'm low key, cause I got
And Choppa style dropping nothing but some hot hits, some hot
I wait, till I'm living 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 with me
Hop in my 6 you looking nice, in Prada jeans
So you drop it, bend it over, touch your toes for me
Bend it, make that booty wobble out for me

I got your board banging, ooh la-la-la
When I ask you who you loving, you say
I'm it hot, coming through and breaking your twat
Don't you 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 could ride it, you dodge it girl, I just don't care
Cause I'ma serve it like I it, like I chop it like a dog
make 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 want a slim, fine woman, so I break her cousin
Cause Choppa's Popeye's chicken, you gotta love him
The next time you think, that you won't get proper
I got your board banging, p.s. just love Choppa

- 2X]

I a slim, fine woman, who as cute as the (what)
Never labeled a duck, but always quick to buck
A attitude sometimes, but not a child
But if needed to bend some piece, she acting project
And she walk like a model, when she up in them
Prada pants, Prada purse, Prada on her feet
She don't hang with messy chickens, she say that they sad
They already know the difference, its they got it bad
She don't listen to, what you say me and them broads
She never listen from the jump, though her head is
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 baby daddy, he ain't got 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 your girl, she'll probably tell you, but that ain't but mess

- 4X]