Luyện nghe bài hát Touch Me, Tease Me

[Intro: Money]
Man
They just understand
How hard it is for a young black
wanna beef
We don't compromise
All we wanna do is take take
Ya better get

1: Sauce Money]
I'm in the streets with my love
You know the is hot
Plus niggas tryna set up shop
Gettin' in these streets is all I got
Even if it takes me gettin'
Besides what you for?
Five Gs I hit you for
Can't believe you still want
I'm a boo you know thugs don't trick
Just 'cause I you, you wanna drive the six
Well too much shine, unnecessary flair
No more arguing, take some dough for ya
Just beep me 12 o'clock, I'll be right
To pick you up, ruin that
I really be doin' that
What you mean that's not good
I'm spendin' too much of time in the hood and
In the drop chrome shinnin' my crew
I'm get paid ma, what you want me to do?

Lil' Kim]
You please me
and tease me
me, hug me
Rub me, me
me, and never deceive me
Show me, you gotta me
Or me
me
Touch and me
me, hug me
Rub me, me
Kiss me, and deceive me
Show me, you gotta me
Or me

[Verse 2: Sauce
You got some nerve me wit a frown a lot
Attitude real stank, I around a lot
Can't understand why I'm outta a lot

I rap for big now, this ain't around the block
Now you treat me I'm cheatin', creepin' or sumin
Sneakin' or sumin, late keepin' 'em humpin'
Why you look at Sauce funny? (What you trust a nigga?)
I work hard, look at diamonds.... them shits cost money
Forget your homies, they jealous of you
I ain't really hear what they tell us to do
Besides half of ain't even got no man
That's why I'm goin' all out, puttin' on your hand
But you don't care, you're spoiled and shit
Talk like you drink baby oil and shit
She got a 500 wit chrome, kit
And you still not happy, man wrong wit chicks

(Chorus)

3: Sauce Money]
Enjoy your cut necklace, things
Versace, Armani, diamond
you can imagine, if you mine let it
No more school loans, your own line or
Walk in closets, link minks in 'em
His and her rollies, extra wit 'em
Bottles of Dom, braids for your arm
Four-five for your beauty salon
But you don't wanna hear that, you still not
Shit, so what the industry's at me
Car through Brooklyn, cop's on my tail
hit the spot, found it chopped on the scale
Undercovers Ds hit the block for a
For you or nobody else, I'm not to jail
Imagine, all of inside of a day
Just for your ungrateful ass, whatchu got to

(Chorus)