Luyện nghe bài hát Okay

St. and we here now, we never give up
Swallowin Cris' 'til we spit up, put shit up cause now
We navigatin, wood grain, hood slang,
God over satan, no debatin, so I'm
This new life, off the block stock
off the dock in Bangkok, I used to slang rock
And it was so hard, but now the wallet sport a gold
goin nuts when the rims hit the boulevard
Hustle hard, the whole glowin
From the T.V.s, diamonds went from to see to 3-d
Double VD, bubble Lex the CD
seaweed, I'm free, hit the slope and ski
DC to France, is too advanced
Wit' plans to cause a trance, money yellin "romance!"
I stop comin, gunnin, runnin and sunnin
Cuda spinnin them hun'neds on hun'neds spinnin and blunted

I'm like okay, niggas they cars out
Thick out, all the stars out
We ain't been two minutes, mami already yellin
"What a gon' do with it, can we hop in the Infinite?"

I'm like okay, niggas brought they out
broads out, all the stars out
We ain't here two minutes, mami already yellin
"What a nigga gon' do it, can we hop in the Infinite?"

Five deep in a Yuko', we struggle by toes, we still
Float St. Louis, insurance, with no petro
Nuts are heavy, Teddy tell 'em to let go
'Tics are ready, Kevin Law tell 'em I so
I let go, sixteen out of
And the forty-eight bars have you keekin for mo'
Women be "who do y'all think y'all are?"
I'm Mr. pull up in big trucks, I'm far a star
Cause I'm the sun, the why the day gon' come
One out of five reasons why hatin on us
is like a gas tank, I fill 'em on up
And my shows is style, they givin it up
I'm a Michael Jackson concert, a milli' and up
And these are like a comedy, be buggin me up
They women treat me like cows, be pullin my stuff
And to get that up outta me more, be suckin me off

I'm like okay, niggas brought cars out
Thick broads out, all the out
We ain't here two minutes, mami already yellin
"What a nigga do with it, can we hop in the Infinite?"

I'm like okay, niggas brought they out
broads out, all the stars out
We ain't here two minutes, mami already yellin
"What a nigga do with it, can we hop in the Infinite?"

Now you Mo, I stay equipped with a zip
And the soles of my Air One's on e'ry trip
And on e'ry whip I those D's to roll
(What niggas 'round the corner gon' start shit for?)
they know, oh, he keep a stash in the Nav'
Pop a half and take out your Ave. on my
My whole staff love to and count the money
On the couch, in our pants like Al Bundy
I love smoke ganjä, to Monday
And e'ry other day a nigga fuckin gun play
ok, since all the dogs out
All my broads out, they bought the bar out
And we rollin, Henny holdin and blunt
Money foldin, been in more than Hulk Hogan
It's official, Nelly clean as a whistle
You boys signed to Fo' Reel, you your thug thizzle

I'm like okay, niggas they cars out
Thick out, all the stars out
We ain't been two minutes, mami already yellin
"What a nigga do with it, can we hop in the Infinite?"

I'm like okay, brought they cars out
broads out, all the stars out
We been here two minutes, mami already yellin
"What a nigga gon' do it, can we hop in the Infinite?"

I'm okaaaay