Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. 17.5

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New shoes on the rover, good one man
Mother*** like I ain't supposed to shine
I the one, definitely not the two
One in the chamber when we're at you

The Bob Barker, the price is right
If you C.O.D. then you could get tonight
Put the fish on the scale
If Roy went postal, all he do is mail

Low key, under the radar, black 'Vet, I call it the stealth
No currency machine, I could it myself
Almost done, quarter million in ones
Thunder storm in the tap, look what I've done
Chump change, I make it for fun wussup

Snow man, hands up high, it's ya' boy, Mr. 17.5
I take it back to the block, to the kitchen, back to the pots
man, getcha hands up high, it's ya' boy, Mr. 17.5
I take it back to the block, back to the kitchen, back to the

I get them out of the back of my mind
I like Mary J
Even in the drought, the boy kept yay
A hundred served, snowman's word

You can my thug and my clientele, why
I'm addicted to new car smell
White cookies in a bag
New on the coupe with the paper tag

Whole life flash right before your
See the state and get butterflies
Got a thing for them Heckler and
A minute 14 and watches

Somewhere in the back of my deranged brain
I get a when I tote that 'cane
Get money, *** *** haters
All we is the discovery and Inditement papers, wussup

Snow man, getcha hands up high, ya' boy, Mr. 17.5
I take it back to the block, back to the kitchen, back to the
Snow man, getcha up high, it's ya' boy, Mr. 17.5
I take it to the block, back to the kitchen, back to the pots

I'm a grown *** man, I on my own two
200,000 cash, I'm my own team
to your front door, operation so sweet
I like little dude who his money so neat

But I still a ***
Put The Mask on, Jim a ***
Swede in the Chevy, got me feelin' awkward
Careful with the sweets, don't my seats

You live your whole life and not come close
that's why these rap *** take notes
Recite my adlibs, borrow my
Make me I hop a ***, serve with the toast
Next, be dressing like me
But back in '93, they wasn't like me, wussup

Snow man, getcha hands up high, ya' boy, Mr. 17.5
I take it back to the block, to the kitchen, back to the pots
Snow man, getcha up high, it's ya' boy, Mr. 17.5
I take it back to the block, back to the kitchen, to the pots