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'
appointed me to bring rap justice
But I ain't Five-O, know it's Nas-Yo
Grey goose and a whole lotta
Only describe us as survivors
Stay laced in the best, well with finesse
In a white tee for wifey
girl who fly and talks so nicely
Put her in the coupe so she can the nice breeze
We can drive the city no doubt
But say my car's topless, say the titties is out
here's the Anthem
Put your hand up that you with, count your loot wit'
Push the pool stick in new crib, same hand that you hoop with
around like you stupid, king o'the town, yeah I been that
You know I click-clack where you and your at?
Do the Smurf, do the Wop, Bat
like we bringing '88 back

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

shootin', Aw made you look
You a to a page 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 your ass like seat's hot
My live lit up the reefer
Trunk car, we got the street sweeper
Don't start none, won't be
No reason for mans to panic
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 diffuse all the
Baller convention, admission
Hustlers, dealers and killers can swift
Girls get close, you can where the tool's kept
All my just comin' homeys,
Get money, leave the alone slowly
Get out my face, you people so
out my waist, the eagle fo-forty

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

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

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

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