Luyện nghe bài hát Touch Me, Tease Me

[Intro: Sauce
Man
They just don't
How it is for a young black male
wanna beef
We don't compromise
All we wanna do is take take
Ya get some

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

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

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

I rap for big paper now, ain't around the block
Now you treat me like I'm cheatin', or sumin
or sumin, late night keepin' 'em humpin'
Why you look at Sauce funny? (What you don't a nigga?)
I work hard, look at your diamonds.... them shits money
Forget about your homies, jealous of you
I ain't really tryna hear 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 really care, you're spoiled and
Talk like you drink baby oil and shit
She got a 500 wit chrome, kit
And you not happy, man what's wrong wit chicks

(Chorus)

[Verse 3: Money]
your cut necklace, finer things
Versace, Armani, diamond
you can imagine, if you mine let it
No school loans, your own line or credit
Walk in closets, full link in 'em
His and her rollies, links wit 'em
of Dom, tennis braids for your arm
Four-five workers for your salon
But you don't wanna hear that, you still not
Shit, so the industry's bustin' at me
Car chases through Brooklyn, on my tail
Feds hit the spot, found it chopped on the
Undercovers Ds hit the for a sale
For you or nobody else, I'm not goin' to
Imagine, all of inside of a day
Just for your ungrateful ass, got to say?

(Chorus)