Luyện nghe bài hát Made You Look (Remix)

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

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

shootin', Aw made you look
You a slave to a page in my rhyme
Big money, playboy your time's up
Where them gangstas? Where 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 street
Don't start none, be none
No reason for your to panic
You don't to see no ambulances
Knock a drink down in his pimp cup
the way you get Timberland'd up
Let the music diffuse all the
Baller convention, admission
Hustlers, dealers and killers can move
get close, you can feel where the tool's kept
All my just comin' homeys,
Get money, leave the alone slowly
Get out my face, you so phoney
Pull out my waist, the eagle

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

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

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

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