Luyện nghe bài hát S. Carter

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y'all must try harder, competition is, nada
Ladies scream, papa, can't stop ya, competition is, no, no, no
S-dot-Carter y'all try harder, competition is, nada
Ladies scream, papa, can't stop ya, competition is, no, no, no

Nope you see 'em though you got plans to be him
Pay if by chance you meet him
In his pants pocket, your advance in
It's the undisputed champ,

For clique, dough sick, no for us
Competition like I in the chorus, let me spell it out for ya
Jay to the Amil, A to the Y stay real how they feel, aha aha
That's how we put it down, aha aha y'all get it now

Chip off the old block resemble my old
Accept I tote glocks and open dope spots and I shut down rap
Smack them cats who tools, laugh at fake ballers with bad jewels
I'll tell you once, this is shit you of knew
Jigga Jigga, Jigga who? Okay

S-dot-Carter y'all must try harder, competition is,
Ladies scream, papa, can't stop ya, competition is, no, no, no
S-dot-Carter y'all must try harder, is, nada
Ladies scream, papa, niggas stop ya, competition is, no, no, no

I'm a soldier, I thought I told ya
Hustler, nigga weight like Oprah
wide body, twenty-inch big motor
No tints, make no mistake y'all Hova

I stay sportin' Jordan's before Jordan
Verses tight, harder than Ken Norton
Musically you
Truthfully I abuse better call BCW

I make my mother
So I have no problem coming the old way
Sluggin' you, that's a thug'll do, thuggin', bust techs
A suspect dangerous, and I love rough sex, yeah, what's up

Even when I'm the gats is up
Paranoid like Sunny drive up
But I'm from Bed-Stuy, with the flow
Let fly from out the four-four, motherfuckers

S-dot-Carter y'all must try harder, competition is,
Ladies scream, papa, can't stop ya, competition is, no, no, no
S-dot-Carter y'all must try harder, competition is,
Ladies scream, papa, niggas can't ya, competition is, no, no, no

Competition is none I remain at the top the sun
And I burn whoever come in my of torture
The flame gonna ya
Blood the tarp, but remains they chalk ya

Don't try to smooth us, you got nothing to offer
But the baby nine and make ya fine
The chick is ill even with four-inch
No panties on and Fields

I get down, just the time, the place
We could take it back to Vaseline on our
On a regular day we just gleam up space
Rock our own line, got our team laced

RW with the torch on my by the waist
Without we still gonna steam up the place
Amil-lion, Jigga man, flawless, we go

S-dot-Carter y'all try harder, competition is, nada
Ladies scream, papa, niggas can't ya, competition is, no, no, no
S-dot-Carter y'all must try harder, competition is,
Ladies scream, papa, niggas can't stop ya, is, no, no, no