Luyện nghe bài hát Made You Look

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

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

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

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

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

They shootin', Aw made you
You a slave to a page in my book
Big money, playboy your time's up
Where them gangstas? 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 pump shot
Every invitation to you punk hazas
Like Pun said, "You even en mi clasa!"
Maybach Benz, seat, T.V. plasma
Ladies for athletes or rappers
Whatever you choose, you do
Make sure he a thug and too
Like a thoroughbred is, show me love
Lemme feel how the is
Females whose the sexiest is always the

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