Luyện nghe bài hát You Be Killin Em

You what's up girl, gotta ask it
I dead 'em all now, I buy the
should arrest you or whoever dressed you
Ain't stress you, but I'm a let you know
Girl you be 'em
You be 'em
Girl you be 'em
You be 'em
Girl you be 'em
You be 'em
Girl you be 'em

You ain't gotta worry bout her, shorty
Been chasing her for two days, first forty
A bad bitch cost, she worth cent
She look like the best money I ever spent
Just watching my cutie pie get
Make me want jewels, a newer ride
Louis Vuitton shoes, she got too much
Her feet are killing her, I it shoe'icide
Looking has it's sacrifices
Chilly bring four figure jacket prices
Her nice, face dime
Give you that four, face time
Shorty in the streets, handle the home
Enough class for wine, still handle
When them hos call I hand her the phone
And she hand 'em the

Yeah I know that's what they all
She donkey with her, Juan Valdez
Keep it clean cut like bald
Been playin' with that green long as Pierce
So you gotta ball harder than ball players
All she wanna know is a mall near us
fault her, the last nigga spoiled her
But he beat it up, I assault her
Shoulda seen her to me when I called her
Slow strut like she to the altar
Hand bag on her arm cost bills
And she ain't gotta beg, or steal
imitated, never duplicated
They say she a dime, I say she
I just met her so the next
my old chick, execution

You be 'em
Had to let you
You be 'em
You be 'em
Girl you be 'em
All the (to all the ladies)
You be 'em
You be 'em
I'd to congratulate you

You be 'em
Girl you be 'em

And you came from the gym clothes
In a fitted cap and Timbo's
And a pair of flats, well toes
Camera in the mirror, B.B.M.
Still 'em hoes
You still 'em hoes
You killin' 'em hoes