Luyện nghe bài hát Touch Me, Tease Me

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

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

[Chorus: Lil'
You gotta me
Touch and me
me, hug me
Rub me, me
Kiss me, and never me
me, you gotta believe me
Or me
me
Touch and me
me, hug me
Rub me, me
Kiss me, and never 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 understand why I'm outta a lot

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

(Chorus)

[Verse 3: Money]
Enjoy your cut necklace, things
Versace, Armani, diamond
you can imagine, if you mine let it
No more loans, your own line or credit
Walk in closets, link minks in 'em
His and her rollies, links wit 'em
Bottles of Dom, tennis braids for arm
Four-five workers for beauty salon
But you don't hear that, you still not happy
Shit, so what the industry's at me
Car chases through Brooklyn, 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 goin' to
Imagine, all of inside of a day
Just for ungrateful ass, whatchu got to say?

(Chorus)