Luyện nghe bài hát Lookin' Good

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

Ooh you looking good, give lil Choppa a holla
Cause I could take you out that Baby Phat, and put you in
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 ain't right, and I ain't flipping
But I really nothing nice, when I'm spitting hits
You feel shit, then won't you bob your head back and forward
And if you like the way it sound, go to the store and it
You see me, I'm low key, I got this
And Choppa dropping nothing but some hot hits, some hot hits
I can't wait, till I'm living lavage, call me
Tim Smooth, cause I 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, and ride with me
Hop in my 6 you nice, in them 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 head board banging, ooh
I ask you who you loving, you say Chop-Chop-Chop
I'm making it hot, coming through and breaking twat
Don't you worry twenty minutes, cause I ain't gonna stop
You say you get served wobble, so I'm gon find you
You say you wanna hot boy, with a
How you like it, from the back or your in the air
You ride it, you could dodge it girl, I just don't care
Cause I'ma serve it like I beat it, like I it like a dog
I'ma make you touch toes, sit you down and break you off
To you fat girls, I don't discriminate on
If you can me with your wiggle, I'll do you like a dog
I want a slim, fine woman, so I could her cousin
Cause Choppa's like Popeye's chicken, you love him
The next you think, that you won't get served proper
I got head board banging, p.s. just love Choppa

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I a slim, fine woman, who as cute as the (what)
Never ever labeled a duck, but always quick to
A sometimes, but not a project child
But if needed to bend some piece, she project style
And she walk like a model, when she up in them
Prada pants, purse, Prada shoes on her feet
She don't with messy chickens, cause she say that they sad
already know the difference, its lust they got it bad
She don't listen to, you say bout 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 bring 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 wonder how she got that mark on her chest
Ask your girl, she'll probably tell you, but that nothing but mess

- 4X]