Luyện nghe bài hát You Be Killin Em (Remix)

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

You ain't gotta worry bout her, shorty
Been chasing her for two days, first forty
A bad bitch cost, she worth every
She look like the best money that I spent
Just watching my pie get beautified
Make me want better jewels, a ride
Louis shoes, she got too much pride
Her feet are killing her, I it shoe'icide
Looking good has it's
weather bring four figure jacket prices
Her body nice, face
you that iPhone four, face time
Shorty in the streets, handle the home
Enough class for wine, handle Patron
them other hos call I hand her the phone
And she hand 'em the

You what's up girl, ain't ask it
I 'em all now, I buy the caskets
They should you or whoever dressed you
Ain't gon' you, but I'm a let you know
you be killin' 'em
You be 'em
Girl you be 'em
You be 'em
Girl you be 'em
You be 'em
Girl you be 'em

Yeah I that's what they all says
She gotta donkey with her, Juan
it clean cut like bald heads
Been playin' that green long as Paul Pierce
So you gotta ball harder than ball players
All she know is there a mall near us
Can't fault her, the last spoiled her
But he ain't it up, I assault her
Shoulda seen her come to me when I her
Slow strut she walking to the altar
Hand bag on her arm cost four
And she ain't gotta beg, or steal
Often imitated, duplicated
say she a dime, I say she underrated
I met her so the next solution
Dead my old chick,

You what's up girl, ain't ask it
I 'em all now, I buy the caskets
They should you or whoever dressed you
gon' 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 be 'em
Had to let you
You be 'em
You be 'em
you be killin' 'em
All the (to all the ladies)
You be 'em
You be 'em
I'd like to you

You be 'em
you be killin' 'em

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