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 know it's
Grey goose and a whole lotta
describe us as soldier survivors
Stay laced in the best, well dressed with
In a white tee lookin' for
Thug girl who fly and talks so
Put her in the coupe so she can feel the breeze
We can drive through the no doubt
But don't say my topless, say the titties is out
Newness the Anthem
Put your hand up 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, king town, yeah I been that
You I click-clack where you and your mens at?
Do the Smurf, do the Wop, Bat
Rooftop we bringing '88 back

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

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

This ain't rappin', is Street-Hop
Now get up off your ass your seat's hot
My live lit up the reefer
Trunk o'the car, we got the sweeper
Don't none, won't be none
No reason for your mans to
You don't want to see no
Knock a drink down in his pimp cup
the way you get Timberland'd up
Let the music diffuse all the
Baller convention, free
Hustlers, dealers and killers can swift
Girls get close, you can where the tool's kept
All my just homeys, parolees
Get money, leave the beef 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, your time's up
Where them gangstas? them dimes at?

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

I see niggas runnin', yo my mood is rude
I lay you out, show you what do
Mobsters don't box, my shot obliges
invitation to fight you punk hazas
Like Pun said, "You even en mi clasa!"
Maybach Benz, seat, T.V. plasma
Ladies lookin' for athletes or
Whatever you choose, you do
Make sure he a and intelligent too
Like a real thoroughbred is, me love
feel how the head 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 last this a don you
My nines'll spit, niggas consciousness