Luyện nghe bài hát Neighborhood Superstar

Talking (Juvenile): Suga Slim Million Dollar

Verse 1:

Wodie ask motherfuckers how the CMB play it
Tanqueray and it, take the llello and weigh it
735's I drive fits ta match, I past
ask, "Who the fuck was that?"
Girl Juvenile you don't know'em he on fire
17 inch momos black on his tires
Crushed out stoned, out homes, cellular phones
And concerts in the
Now I can my Beamer and play the Navigator
tailor made outfits with matchin alligators
Visa gold, account on swole
Got my dollar destiny under control
a fantasy, Juvenile's reality
Bitch I write my own checks I pay my own salary
You business with me
Boss playa ya to be
I'ma million dollar nigga these run after me
I got a and crome Beretta
I got a 1997 Mercedes
And I can bet a - hundred G's and my won't hurt
Nigga set for life nigga puttin' in

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

2: Baby

Neighborhood
Ridin' in pretty cars
Uptown niggas livin' like movie
Flyin' ta tennessee chillin' lil jimmie
And transportin' coke back and to my city
Takin'
Be in Las Vegas over
with Lo Jack
Sippin' on
to casinos
Gamblin' with the ninos
20 Gs worth of C notes
Nigga I sold dope all my
Turned a hundred Gs two million over night
I 'cause I'm rich
These hoes say I'm a stuntin'
why I look at all these hoes like the aint shit
But I'm a
you can keep that gar
Give me the money and a new car
Livin' in eastover big balla parties
Invitin' all the female roovers
in lambruginis
Beaches and bikinis
Me and tag teamin'
Ridin' in convertible land
Hoes be 'cause of the mouth full of golds
baallin' out of control

(Chorus) 2x

Verse 3: Mannie

I come with TVs and VCRs in the
And I pack a big dick in tha draws
I'm a neighborhood boy
Platinum boy
Rolls of my choice not a reppa boy
G
in a hum v
Broads tellin' bitches tellin' come see
20 inch rims, on slims
Check the for the diamonds and the gems
Don't nobody got mo ends me
Don't nobody a fuckin' benz like me
I got a in cali and a ranch in texas
17 inches on a brand new
Picture hoes dancin' on marble floors
Kissin' one nigga his head to his toes
Who you wanna be manny or mike
How you gone shine dark or
'cause these hoes be wishin' to ride in a 97
I pass I make'em stop look and listen
For tryin' ta follow tha big empala
Don't love'em don't need'em bitch sorry holla

verse 4: Lil

Now tell me kinda
Nigga got diamonds *bling* blind ya
I'm only 14 I'm a big
I'm sittin' on all week shiner
My golds low
on the flo
I'ma
Twenty thousand dollar
I got my name on a street up in every
And look I be I got a mirror wit me
Look I'm feared by many loved by
I'm livin' I'ma superstar (superstar)

(Chorus) 4x