Luyện nghe bài hát Sexy

Soon as I up out the drive way
a bad bitch standin bout 5'8
my way
Where I
Nigga I
I skate
Like Stevie
Tryna reach a
showin love when I leave the building
Sold out shows at east
Probably with your bitch if shes
My car in the house, why I the ceilin?
If she at the crib, he is drillin
Run up on me then the is spillin
Why you mad nigga you can feed your children
If that's your why is she revealin
Her deeper
By be and
dick in her
Then fix
Id put my log in
But I hit inner?
What's wrong, use the brotha that be the big
Pussy nigga, you go and switch genders
You a female, I get weed mail, got so much I need 3 scales
Tell ya I go and get detail?
Then hit Houston's I eat
But I gotta with the 45,
They don't like me and I don't why...

Them haters lookin at me, sideways, sideways,
haters lookin at me, sideways, sideways, sideways
Them lookin at me, sideways, sideways, sideways
Them lookin at me, sideways, sideways, sideways
Them lookin at me...

lookin,
Police think cookin
I it but I shouldn't
If I was rich, trust me I
I'm not a beater, but Keisha is who I'm pushin
Sold a pounds, only one of them was tookin
If I see em I'm bookin, like I got a show in Brooklyn
Found some and some Kush'n
And a pistol in the glove department with a fuckin cartiridge
For cowards woofin?
If they paid me a million to be you for a I wouldn't
I'm just a boy in the hood, who got that Goodin'
I sold it for the even though they said I couldn't
They call me Mr. Tax-the-block, first not I rap a lot
I see that I can rap a way faster than I rap a block?
Plus this thing on my hip a nigga to have to hop
My like mechanics, you should see how fast they jack a car
They try to tap my phone, so I my celly out
And when I the crib mad, can somebody tell me why?
haters lookin at me, sideways, sideways, sideways
Them haters at me, sideways, sideways, sideways
haters lookin at me, sideways, sideways, sideways
Them haters lookin at me, sideways, sideways,
haters lookin at me...

Suckers hate so screw face
I'm high to def, no ray
I'm shy as hell no
I'm cox, I'm two brave
Ride in my new shades
Clock two tres, for my
All my bullets fly tips, just like T, I do clay
I'm on the way to the UK
do say I'm the new Jay
I'm so polished, low
I'm a Freshman, but I go to college
And I don't own a
I was on the
I'm on the pilot
Like a DVD, when I the streets
My is burnin like Eazy-E,
Now you mad cause your girl be with me
And you know I'm a bang her like a beat
I can see you hatin, you don't need to
You can her back, I don't the freak
a little nigga even get a chance to reach his peak

Them haters at me, sideways, sideways, sideways
Them haters at me, sideways, sideways, sideways
Them haters lookin at me, sideways, sideways,
Them haters lookin at me, sideways, sideways,
haters lookin at me...

lookin...