Luyện nghe bài hát You'll See

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

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

I lick at intruders
Take the coke money and in computers
Tryin' to reach the next level, with the ice bezel
Coming through the ghetto, in a Carrero

But for now play the back of the cruiser
Light another for the three time losers
Pour out some beer, bust out the
Ladies and

Bullets will you tremblin'
up
I got my Cuban mommy up
We got it all from to Fishscale

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

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

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

Bad boy, bad boy, you gonna 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 do when they 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 keep hittin' you in your head with all that

Yeah then, you better act like you know
L to the O, X the flows
Ain't change but the range since I got the inf.
Dot on your head, 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 gettin' of me

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

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

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

I'm into gettin' money, twistin'
Niggaz is coupes 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 whips and fast
Gats mad clips, TV's in your whips
My tight like Gotti when I touch you
Seasoned Picatti, or Versace joints the buckle

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

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, what you do
What you gonna do when they for you
(Gun cocking)
You'll see, see
(Gun cocking)

Yo, hard as it is to a buck, I ain't tryin' to get stuck
So I'm a keep beef like 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 a long prayer
Knowing one day I'll be Sheek Luchion the mayor
Fatigued out in my house or
Blunt spots and crooked can't grow shit so the town supports this
(Uh-hun)

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

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

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

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

Bad boy, bad boy, what you do
What you do when they 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 it, mob hats and lizard shit
'Gator trunks bitch, rollin' blunts with the williest of the

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

and Gabana

Big poppa slippin'
H-class diamonds

Dinner the wifey winin', dinin'
Smoking in Bogota
Colombian niggaz named Panama
And Englique and

Games we life endin'
Bitches bending with ease
For a pair of Moschino
And Donna tank tops I got your bank stopped

on top

Under the of 'em

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

your stocks and real estates, bitch
Jet skiing in the Caribbean, sands
Discussing plans with my
Dark blue land, tint chrome rims and system

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

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