Luyện nghe bài hát Lookin' Good

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

Ooh girl you good, give lil Choppa a holla
I could take you out that Baby Phat, and put you in Prada
Choppa Style came from nothing, to some change
Now everybody's in my face, to look at me strange
Now I ain't even got a yet, but that's alright baby
Cause I got my change yet, and I ain't nice
And I right, and I ain't flipping chicks
But I ain't really nice, when I'm spitting hits
You feel this shit, then won't you bob your head and forward
And if you like the way it sound, go to the and sco' it
You see me, I'm low key, cause I got
And Choppa style dropping nothing but 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 number one, I'm one

Jahbo - 2X]
Girl you looking good, come and with me
Hop in my 6 you looking nice, in them jeans
So won't you drop it, it over, touch your toes for me
it, make that booty 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, through and breaking your twat
Don't you worry bout twenty minutes, cause I gonna stop
You say you wanna get served wobble, so I'm gon you
You say you hot boy, with a condo
How you like it, from the or your 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 make you your toes, sit you down and break you off
To you fat girls, I don't discriminate on
If you can break me with wiggle, I'll 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 proper
I got your head board banging, p.s. just Choppa

- 2X]

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

- 4X]