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
stop, I'm not finished 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 ever gonna stop?
Do you ever ask yourself, when are they gonna stop making hits?
Do you ask yourself, when are they gonna stop making us dance?
Do you ever ask
When bad boy are gonna stop making all this money?

I lick at intruders
Take the 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 play the back of the cruiser
Light another sack for the three losers
Pour out beer, bust out the ruger
Ladies and

Bullets will leave you
up
I got my Cuban cooking up
We got it all from Heron to

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

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

think I want a tan, I'm sittin' on a hundred grand
So I can hit the and take a shower
Head back to the airport, and the money in the tower
blocks by the keys, L to the O to the X you'll see

Bad boy, bad boy, what you do
What you gonna do when 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)

See, 1996 man
And we do the same thing to you we did to you in '95
We gonna keep you in your head with all that

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

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

Better off gunnin' me, with hot slugs me
you and I both know, the flow is coming B
When you it? Now or later?
I get mine and slide like a fresh of 'gators

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

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

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

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

Get the facts, I'm tryin' to get the Beamer with the
Cop one for my man, so ill match
Runnin' around all crazy hunnies back
And breakin' niggaz come to gamble with small stacks
Really though, screw y'all, I knew y'all
Your click be like lights, I'm runnin' 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, you gonna do
you gonna do when they come for you
(Gun cocking)
You'll see, see
(Gun cocking)

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

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

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

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

Who you the ladies are enhancin'
Rocking Vansons, I'm dancing in the
So cheers to life of the ice in your and your watches
And you'll see how we this

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, 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' blunts with the williest of the

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

Dolce and

Big poppa slippin'
H-class shinin'

with the wifey winin', dinin'
Smoking cigars in
With Colombian niggaz named
And Englique and

we play life endin'
Bitches bending over with
For a of Moschino jeans
And Donna Karan tops I got your 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 stocks and real estates, bitch
Jet in the Caribbean, white sands
plans with my mans
Dark blue land, smoke tint chrome rims and

That leaves your rear tremblin'
you gonna do when poppa catch an attitude
Drop to your knees and gratitude
Kiss my rings it's a Frank White I stay potent
Bitch is devoted, take my dick and deep it

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