Luyện nghe bài hát Touch Me, Tease Me

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

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

[Chorus: Lil'
You gotta 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 never me
me, you gotta believe me
Or me

[Verse 2: Sauce
You got some nerve me wit a frown a lot
real stank, I ain't 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 me like I'm cheatin', creepin' or sumin
Sneakin' or sumin, night keepin' 'em humpin'
Why you look at Sauce funny? (What you don't a nigga?)
I work hard, look at your diamonds.... them cost money
Forget your homies, they jealous of you
I ain't really tryna hear they tell us to do
half of them ain't even got no man
That's why I'm goin' all out, puttin' rocks on hand
But you don't really care, you're and shit
slick like you drink baby oil and shit
She got a 500 wit chrome, kit
And you still not happy, man what's wit chicks

(Chorus)

[Verse 3: Sauce
Enjoy cut necklace, finer things
Versace, Armani, rings
Anything you can imagine, if you let it
No more school loans, own line or credit
Walk in closets, full minks in 'em
His and her rollies, links wit 'em
Bottles of Dom, tennis for your arm
Four-five workers for your salon
But you don't wanna hear that, you not happy
Shit, so what the bustin' at me
Car chases through Brooklyn, cop's on my
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 this of a day
Just for ungrateful ass, whatchu got to say?

(Chorus)