Luyện nghe bài hát Watchulookinat (P. Diddy Remix)

P.
You ready.
It's time for you to up
Bad Boy
Whitney
As we

Well, well, well,
Hey

Why you at me
get mad at me
'Cause I'm still be me
(Tell me, Tell me, me)

(Tell me, Tell me, me)

I feel your on me
You telling lies on me
(Tell me, Tell me, me)

(Tell me, me, Tell me)

See I understand
Why you keep me
When you don't like me
after me and my man
Don't think stressing me
'Cause lies don't excite me, no no

(Never thought)
thought, Never thought
(Never knew)
Never knew that you do this to me
Do to me
(Try to ruin me) me
(Be my enemy) Be my
(Never thought)
thought, Never thought, Never thought
(That you) you
Would act as if you're cool me
So why you at me

Why you at me
(Don't get mad at me)
get mad
('Cause I'm gonna be) Gonna be me
(Tell me, Tell me, me)
(Whatchulookinat)
Me, Me, Me
(Tell me, Tell me, me)
(Whatchulookinat)
me whatchulookinat
(I feel eyes on me)
Feel eyes
(You been lies on me)
lies
(Tell me, Tell me, me)
me
Why You at me

Oh you know you're
Don't respect my song
But it's 'cause either way
My following is strong
You try so to show the whole world what I do
Now I'm the cameras back on you
Same spotlight that once me fame
Trying to dirty up Whitney's

(Never thought)
Never thought, Never thought, thought
(Never knew)
knew that you would do this to me
Do to me
(Try to me) Try to ruin me
(Be my enemy) Be my
(Never thought)
Never thought, Never thought, Never
(That you) you
Would act as if you're with me
Why you at me

Messing with my
Ain't got no education
Trying to mess with my
Don't have a clue of what I'm facing
All you know you need to it
Defaming my name for a
God is the my soul is free
And I don't need you at me

P.
Houston, we a problem
I mad if you look at me
on the real, look at me
Y'all don't what it took for me
or it took to be
on the top the hood for me
A public enemy one
been warned
A victory in a form
ony wise that you move alone
Bad Boy and we your song
not and we prove me wrong
Too many dudes to earn a rep
promes and I earn respect
That difference. The trick is I'm hard to manage
The only ones can judge is God and Janice
It's the man that stop, the girl that won't quit
Diddy, Whitney is an hit

Why you at me
Oh

(Don't get mad at me)
get mad
('Cause I'm still be) Gonna be me
(Tell me, Tell me, me) Oh Lord, Oh Lord
(Meeeeee)
(Tell me, Tell me, me)
(I feel eyes on me)
get mad
(You been telling on me)
lies
(Tell me, me, Tell me)
Why you at me

P.
I'm ony
You me
I'm like you
I'm gon mistakes too
God's
I like this right
Whitney
We you
You back woman you
Yea