Luyện nghe bài hát Made You Look (Remix)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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