Luyện nghe bài hát Tell Me What You're Lookin' For

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Tell me you're lookin' for, what you want?
Look inside my trunk you can find you want

1008 in the trunk, that's a Kilo for you punks
and Abel in this bitch, gettin' rich as Trump
Blowin' skunk on the to New Orleans from Houston
home, hit Gotti on the cell phone
Get B12, get out some pots
When I get there we gonna cook and these rocks
a never ending game, and my hustle don't stop
It's a devestating pain I use my glock

Chrome duce and a chrome 600
High as the fuck, but we can still get
TRU niggaz don't talk, ya yap, ya get
A G's cash in the stash (all hundreds)
Nigga bout to wreck
it up, on the high block, rocks and my polo socks
Just a young nigga out the trunk for dough
Got the chip, flip by the corner store

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I got the properest
From the to the board to the pluck
Some phones to 6 shot chromes, so whats up?
in the cut
Don't let them feds no happenin' with us
Because they to bust a nigga nuts
And have me hard to some handcuffs
So I keepin' my eyes open and my mouth
I only fuck with my
Cause everything I do is illegal
From racketeering to to choppin' weight
my nigga Fino, me, Hound, and Kane and Abel
On a highway, cell phones on hopin' the feds listenin' on three way
tap our frequency
So we got to watch we say, from New Orleans to L.A
We got to make, Gotti, I play for high stakes
No mistakes involved, it could cause us to fall
Snitch nigga, catchin' slugs, no love from us thug
Told me guns, or
So nigga
Keep that shit on the

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And to the breeze way
with me to take it easy
I won't, but I can't face when you squeeze me
Put the automatic glock, up the clutched fist of a mask man
Ski mask man, yeah man, bad man, cash man
I'm hound out, my hood, hit blasa
the herb, hit the curb, and I, leave 'em tied up in knots
First murder, that's how we do it, thats how we did it
Who did it?
You know boy, ? that run with No Limit
It was in some, white camaro, fuckin' was tinted
They had noise in it, they had P in it, they had toys in it
Blooded
Niggaz gonna that there
I'm a No Limit
I can't neglect there
'em camoflague on my duty
Hand me the keys to the
me a bullet proof, 2 PK's, when these niggaz wanna do me
About this here, head bustin', throat
Finger funk type shit, give a fuck nigga, smoke

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