Luyện nghe bài hát Neighborhood Superstar

Talking (Juvenile): Suga Slim Million Dollar

1: Juvenile

Wodie ask them motherfuckers how the CMB it
Tanqueray and Alize it, take the and weigh it
735's I drive fits ta match, I past
Bitches ask, "Who the was that?"
Girl thats Juvenile you don't know'em he on
17 inch momos black magic on his
Crushed out stoned, plushed out homes, phones
And concerts in the
Now I can pump my Beamer and play the
Sport tailor outfits with matchin alligators
gold, bank account on swole
Got my million dollar destiny control
Millions a fantasy, Juvenile's
Bitch I my own checks bitch I pay my own salary
You want with me
Boss playa ya to be
I'ma million dollar these bithces run after me
I got a and crome Beretta
I got a Mercedes compressor
And I can bet a - hundred G's and my pockets hurt
Nigga set for life nigga puttin' in

(Chorus) 2x
All of cars
Neighborhood
Feared by and loved by broads

Verse 2:

superstar
Ridin' in these cars
Uptown niggas livin' like stars
Flyin' ta tennessee chillin' with lil
And coke back and forth to my city
flights
Be in Las Vegas night
with Lo Jack
Sippin' on
to casinos
Gamblin' with the ninos
Loosin' 20 Gs worth of C
Nigga I dope all my life
Turned a hundred Gs two million over night
I guess 'cause I'm
These hoes say I'm a bitch
Thats why I look at all these hoes like the aint
But I'm a
Bitch you can keep gar
Give me the and a brand new car
Livin' in eastover dealin' big parties
Invitin' all the fuckin' female
Ridin' in
hoes and bikinis
Me and tag teamin'
Ridin' in land roovers
be sweatin' 'cause of the mouth full of golds
Nigga out of control

(Chorus) 2x

Verse 3: Fresh

I come with TVs and VCRs in the
And I pack a big down in tha draws
I'm a peppa boy
steppa boy
Rolls Royce of my not a reppa boy
G
in a hum v
Broads bitches tellin' hoes come see
20 inch rims, on Yokahama
Check the neck for the and the gems
Don't nobody got mo ends me
Don't nobody a fuckin' benz like me
I got a house in cali and a ranch in
17 inches on a new lexus
Picture project hoes dancin' on floors
Kissin' one nigga his head to his toes
Who you wanna be manny or mike
How you gone dark or bright
'cause these hoes be wishin' to ride in a 97
When I pass I make'em stop look and
For tryin' ta tha big body empala
Don't love'em don't bitch sorry can't holla

verse 4: Lil

Now me what kinda
Nigga got diamonds that'll blind ya
I'm 14 I'm a big tymer
I'm on crome all week shiner
My hang low
on the flo
I'ma
thousand dollar rolex
I got my name on a up in every city
And everywhere I be I got a mirror wit me
Look I'm feared by loved by broads
I'm livin' I'ma superstar (superstar)

(Chorus) 4x