Luyện nghe bài hát You Be Killin Em (Remix)

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

You ain't worry bout her, shorty straight
Been chasing her for two days, forty eight
A bad bitch cost, she worth cent
She look like the best money that I ever
watching my cutie pie get beautified
Make me want jewels, a newer ride
Louis shoes, she got too much pride
Her feet are killing her, I call it
good has it's sacrifices
Chilly weather bring four jacket prices
Her body nice, face
Give you that iPhone four, face
Shorty in the streets, still the home
Enough class for wine, handle Patron
them other hos call I hand her the phone
And she 'em the tone

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

I know that's what they all says
She gotta donkey with her, Juan
Keep it cut like bald heads
Been playin' with that green long as Paul
So you gotta ball harder them ball players
All she know is there a mall near us
Can't fault her, the nigga spoiled her
But he ain't it up, I assault her
Shoulda seen her come to me I called her
Slow strut like she walking to the
Hand bag on her arm cost bills
And she gotta beg, borrow or steal
Often imitated, duplicated
They say she a dime, I say she
I just met her so the next
my old chick, execution

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

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