Luyện nghe bài hát You'll See

Don't stop, I'm not yet
stop, I'm not finished yet
Don't stop, I'm not yet
Don't stop, I'm not yet

Don't stop, I'm not yet
stop, I'm not finished yet
Don't stop, I'm not yet
stop, I'm not finished yet

Do you ever ask yourself, when are they ever gonna
Do you ever ask yourself, when are they gonna stop making hits?
Do you ever ask yourself, when are they gonna stop us dance?
Do you ask yourself
When those bad boy are gonna stop all this money?

I lick shots at
the coke money and invest in computers
Tryin' to the next level, Rolex with the ice bezel
Coming the ghetto, in a Porsche Carrero

But for now I'll the back of the cruiser
Light another sack for the three losers
Pour out some beer, bust out the
and gentleman

Bullets leave you tremblin'
up
I got my Cuban mommy up
We got it all Heron to Fishscale

New York to get locked, I'm gettin' bail
My style is flashy like a fiver
Going around the globe, hunnies wearing silk
Time to flip the script, the whip

with the chip, dark blue with my trunk dipped
To the feds, me if you can
I'm a transport with my man on the Peter Pan
Get there and the bricks in the sand

They think I a tan, I'm sittin' on a hundred grand
So I can hit the boat and a shower
back to the airport, and hide the money in the tower
Stack by the keys, L to the O to the X you'll see

Bad boy, bad boy, you gonna do
What you gonna do they come for you
(Gun cocking)
see, you'll see
(Gun cocking)

Bad boy, bad boy, you gonna do
What you gonna do when come for you
(Gun cocking)
see, you'll see
(Gun cocking)

See, it's man
And we gonna do the thing to you we did to you in '95
We gonna keep hittin' you in your with all that

Yeah aight then, you better act you know
L to the O, X the flows
Ain't nothin' but the range since I got the inf.
Dot on head, take all your strength

Yeah, I'm in it for the
get up in your seam while I'm sonning you like a nigga from Queens
My tape in your cassette running me
Tryin' to get in front of me playa, but you ain't none of me

off gunnin' me, with hot slugs numbing me
'Cause you and I both know, the is coming B
you want it? Now or later?
I get mine and slide like a pair of 'gators

With my mega click, involved in bricks
is mega sick, and you know we roll mega thick
Up north they bust your man
In the van, interrupt your plans

Now it's back to grams, damn, ain't somethin'
All that for frontin', you gonna do? Nothin'
So let's keep rationalized
Everything I write better

I'm into gettin' money, hunnies
Niggaz is buyin' while you on the stoop lookin' funny
I'm a scorer, shorty the whole aura
wasn't all that, that's why I never called her

It's all about quick and fast knicks
Gats with mad clips, TV's in whips
My style tight Gotti when I touch you
Seasoned Picatti, or Versace joints the buckle

Get the facts, I'm to get the Beamer with the hatch
Cop one for my man, so ill shits
Runnin' around all crazy hunnies back
And breakin' niggaz that to gamble with small stacks
Really though, screw y'all, I never knew
Your click be like yellow lights, I'm through y'all

Bad boy, bad boy, what you do
you gonna do when they come for you
(Gun cocking)
You'll see, see
(Gun cocking)

Bad boy, bad boy, what you do
What you gonna do when come for you
(Gun cocking)
You'll see, see
(Gun cocking)

Yo, hard as it is to make a buck, I ain't to get stuck
So I'm a keep handlin' beef I don't give a fuck
It's all respect Tek-9's and papes
Big house in Italy, in the yard with crushin' grapes

So I go down to my steam room and give a prayer
Knowing that one day I'll be Luchion the mayor
Fatigued out in my house or
Blunt spots and crooked cops can't grow shit so the supports this
(Uh-hun)

My rollin' in Jags, Cruisers, and Coupes
rallies, and holdin' parades for the lifers groups
Now what you do?
they come for you

The same thing you doing
Eye
And gum chewing
(Whoh)
me and my mans are pursuin'

Who you think the ladies are
Rocking Vansons, I'm in the mansion
So to life of the ice in your chains and your watches
And see how we lock this

Bad boy, bad boy, you gonna do
What you do when they come for you
(Gun cocking)
You'll see, see
(Gun cocking)

Bad boy, bad boy, you gonna do
What you gonna do when come for you
(Gun cocking)
see, you'll see
(Gun cocking)

Click, click, uh, uh, uh
Niggaz it but ain't livin' it
Crystal pops I'm sippin' it, mob hats and lizard
'Gator trunks bitch, rollin' with the williest of the Willy

Hitchlin' M-1's and nine millies
like a motherfucker
(That's right)
Model bitches if I'm a fuck with her
She know I treats my bitches Ivana

and Gabana

Big poppa never
H-class diamonds

Dinner with the winin', dinin'
cigars in Bogota
With niggaz named Panama
And and shit

Games we play endin'
Bitches bending with ease
For a pair of jeans
And Donna Karan tank tops I got bank stopped

on top

Under the of 'em

From to mansion
Stashing keys G's overseas
in my V's
Game elevates, money I

Get's your stocks and real estates,
Jet in the Caribbean, white sands
Discussing plans with my
Dark blue land, smoke tint chrome rims and

That leaves rear views tremblin'
What you gonna do when poppa an attitude
Drop to your knees and show
Kiss my rings it's a White thing I stay potent
Bitch is devoted, take my and deep throat it

You'll see, see
(Don't stop)