Luyện nghe bài hát Lookin' Good

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

Ooh girl you looking good, lil Choppa a holla
Cause I could take you out that Phat, and put you in Prada
Choppa Style came from nothing, to having some
Now everybody's in my face, to look at me strange
Now I ain't even got a Range yet, but alright baby
I ain't got my change yet, and I ain't nice
And I ain't right, and I ain't chicks
But I ain't really nothing nice, 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, cause I gotta it
And not for a career, its all for fun
And I'm not St. Louis, but I'm number one, I'm number one

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

I got head 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 your twat
Don't you worry bout twenty minutes, I ain't gonna stop
You say you wanna get wobble, so I'm gon find you
You say you wanna hot boy, with a
How you like it, the back or your legs in the air
You could it, you could dodge it girl, I just don't care
Cause I'ma serve it like I beat it, like I chop it a dog
I'ma make you your toes, sit you down and break you off
To you fat girls, I discriminate on y'all
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
Choppa's like Popeye's chicken, you gotta love him
The time you think, that you won't get served proper
I got your head banging, p.s. just love Choppa

- 2X]

I want a slim, fine woman, who as as the (what)
Never ever a duck, but always quick to buck
A attitude sometimes, but not a child
But if needed to bend some piece, she acting style
And she walk a model, when she up in them streets
pants, Prada purse, Prada shoes on her feet
She don't hang with chickens, cause she say that they sad
They already know the difference, its 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 leave me, so my 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
rounds and he gon shoot me, tell him up it and see
Oh, you how she really got that mark on her chest
Ask girl, she'll probably tell you, but that ain't nothing but mess

- 4X]