Luyện nghe bài hát Made You Look

Uh, uh, uh, now get it all in perspective
For all enjoyment, a song y'all can step wit'
appointed me to bring rap justice
But I ain't Five-O, know it's Nas-Yo
goose and a whole lotta hydro
Only describe us as survivors
Stay laced in the best, well dressed finesse
In a white tee lookin' for
Thug girl who fly and talks so
Put her in the coupe so she can the nice breeze
We can drive through the city no
But don't say my topless, say the titties is out
here's the Anthem
Put your up that you shoot with, count your loot wit'
Push the pool stick in your new crib, hand that you hoop with
Swing around like you stupid, 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
Gettin' Big money, playboy your up
Where them gangstas? them dimes at?

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

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

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

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

I see niggas runnin', yo my mood is real
I lay you out, show you steel do
Mobsters don't box, my shot obliges
Every invitation to you punk hazas
Like Pun said, "You even en mi clasa!"
Benz, back seat, T.V. plasma
Ladies lookin' for athletes or
you choose, whatever you do
Make sure he a and intelligent too
Like a thoroughbred is, show me love
Lemme how the head is
whose the sexiest is always the nastiest

And I a little sassiness, a lotta class
Mommy in your bag, pass the fifth
I'm a leader, at last this a don you
My spit, niggas loose consciousness