Luyện nghe bài hát They Point

Every time I stop, hoes look at him
car I drive, niggas want one of them
They pointin', they
like damn
They pointin', they
They like

Every I stop, hoes like look at him
car I drive, niggas want one of them
They pointin', they
like damn
They pointin', pointin'
like damn

Like Ricky Ross, I'm hustlin'
Gettin' off weight (like who?) Jennifer
Pack a hammer,
Shooter,
Slide batches think I'm hecka rich
necks, turnin' heads like the exorcist
Thumbs up like the button
Eatin' good, no rib
with a bundle, never fumble
Countin' so much bread I got tunnel
Stock paint (from where?)
Beige, like a
They me on the outside, love me in the inside
Suck me in the back seat I let a friend drive
Half a two stacks, half a unit 10-5
I stay out here by Sully so you a hustler been fly

Every time I stop, hoes like at him
car I drive, niggas want one of them
They pointin', pointin'
They damn
They pointin', they
They like

Every I stop, hoes like look at him
car I drive, niggas want one of them
They pointin', they
They damn
pointin', they pointin'
They like

My some'n serious, mansion on a hilly
Main that nigga got more cheese than a
tied but a nigga still trippin'
I'm Lionel Richie high, I'm on the ceiling
Never a hoes, I just marry checks
how you stay on top, missionary sex
Rubberband business, you heard of that
I got the town talkin, you scurred of that
None less than ten figures, you what I'm worth
Record sales, money, not including merch'
Club full of bitches, pocket of Franks
Blunt of weed, cup full of drank
Me going raw dog, no way in hell
Before I risk my it be a cold day in hell
But bitch take it off, here we go show and
And I'm that pussy like I'm fresh out of jail

Every time I stop, hoes like at him
car I drive, niggas want one of them
They pointin', they
They like
They pointin', they
like damn

Every time I stop, like look at him
Every car I drive, niggas one of them
They pointin', pointin'
like damn
They pointin', pointin'
They damn

Parallel while I'm ghost riding
Black diamonds man I'm racial
I'm so fly man I need a
So I might let damn ho drive it
Lil' pullin' man I like rough sex
Dropped out, I ain't never passed a drug
You know my lingo baby mingle
So I got a thousand dollars of singles
I got racks in the cargo of my
Still, still give her Nathaniel
a gamble so I had to make a bet
These Air Max but make a check
They took me out the streets but still in me
I been sellin' work we had Bill Clinton
I'm the voice of the streets so they still
On the back of the milk carton, missing

Every time I stop, hoes look at him
Every car I drive, niggas want one of
They pointin', they
They damn
They pointin', pointin'
like damn

Every time I stop, like look at him
Every car I drive, niggas one of them
They pointin', they
They damn
pointin', they pointin'
They damn