Luyện nghe bài hát Made You Look

Uh, uh, uh, now let's get it all in
For all y'all enjoyment, a y'all can step wit'
appointed me to bring rap justice
But I ain't Five-O, y'all it's Nas-Yo
goose and a whole lotta hydro
Only us as soldier survivors
Stay laced in the best, well dressed finesse
In a tee lookin' for wifey
Thug girl who fly and talks so
Put her in the coupe so she can the nice breeze
We can drive the city no doubt
But don't say my topless, say the titties is out
here's the Anthem
Put your hand up that you shoot with, count loot wit'
Push the pool in your new crib, same hand that you hoop with
Swing like you stupid, king o'the town, yeah I been that
You I click-clack where you and your mens at?
Do the Smurf, do the Wop, Bat
Rooftop like we bringing '88

shootin', Aw made you look
You a to a page in my rhyme book
Big money, playboy your time's up
Where them gangstas? them dimes at?

They shootin', Aw you look
You a slave to a in my rhyme book
Big money, playboy your time's up
Where them gangstas? Where dimes at?

This ain't rappin', is Street-Hop
Now get up off ass like your seat's hot
My live niggas lit up the
o'the car, we got the street sweeper
Don't start none, won't be
No for your mans to panic
You don't want to see no
Knock a pimp's drink in his pimp cup
That's the way you get up
Let the diffuse all the tension
convention, free admission
Hustlers, dealers and killers can move
get close, you can feel where the tool's kept
All my comin' homeys, parolees
Get money, leave the alone slowly
Get out my face, you so phoney
Pull out my waist, the eagle

shootin', Aw made you look
You a slave to a page in my book
Gettin' Big money, your time's up
Where them gangstas? Where them at?

They shootin', Aw made you
You a slave to a page in my rhyme
Gettin' Big money, your time's up
Where them Where them dimes at?

I see runnin', yo my mood is real rude
I lay you out, you what steel do
Mobsters don't box, my shot obliges
Every to fight you punk hazas
Pun said, "You ain't even en mi clasa!"
Maybach Benz, seat, T.V. plasma
lookin' for athletes or rappers
Whatever you choose, you do
Make sure he a and intelligent too
Like a real is, show me love
Lemme feel how the is
Females the sexiest is always the nastiest

And I like a sassiness, a lotta class
Mommy reach in bag, pass the fifth
I'm a leader, at this a don you wit'
My nines'll spit, loose consciousness