Luyện nghe bài hát Touch Me, Tease Me

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

[Verse 1: Sauce
I'm in the streets with my thug
You the block is hot
Plus them niggas set up shop
money in these streets is all I got
Even if it me gettin' shot
Besides what you riffin'
Gs what I hit you for
Can't believe you want more
I'm a boo you know thugs don't trick
Just 'cause I love you, you drive the six
Well too much shine, unnecessary flair
No arguing, take some dough for ya hair
Just beep me 12 o'clock, I'll be there
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 and stuff?
In the drop chrome shinnin' flauntin' my
I'm tryna get paid ma, you want me to do?

[Chorus: Lil'
You please me
and tease 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 real stank, I around a lot
Can't understand why I'm town a lot

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

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[Verse 3: Money]
Enjoy your cut necklace, things
Versace, Armani, diamond
Anything you can imagine, if you let it
No more school loans, your own line or
Walk in closets, full link in 'em
His and her rollies, extra wit 'em
Bottles of Dom, tennis braids for arm
Four-five workers for beauty salon
But you don't wanna hear that, you still not
Shit, so the industry's 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 goin' to
Imagine, all of inside of a day
Just for your ungrateful ass, whatchu got to

(Chorus)