Luyện nghe bài hát Made You Look (Remix)

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 Five-O, y'all know it's Nas-Yo
Grey goose and a whole lotta
describe us as soldier survivors
Stay in the best, well dressed with finesse
In a tee lookin' for wifey
Thug girl who fly and so nicely
Put her in the so she can feel the nice breeze
We can through the city no doubt
But say my car's topless, say the titties is out
here's the Anthem
Put your hand up you shoot with, count your loot wit'
Push the pool stick in your new crib, same 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 we bringing '88 back

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

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

ain't rappin', this is Street-Hop
Now get up off ass like your seat's hot
My live niggas lit up the
Trunk o'the car, we got the street
Don't none, won't be none
No reason for your to panic
You don't want to see no
Knock a pimp's drink down in his cup
the way you get Timberland'd up
Let the music all the tension
Baller convention, free
Hustlers, and killers can move swift
Girls get close, you can feel where the kept
All my just comin' homeys,
Get money, leave the beef 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 page in my book
Gettin' Big money, your time's up
Where them gangstas? Where dimes at?

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

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

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