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
Don't stop, I'm not yet

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

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

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

will leave you tremblin'
up
I got my Cuban cooking up
We got it all Heron to Fishscale

New to Ismail get locked, I'm gettin' bail
My style is flashy like a fiver
Going around the globe, wearing silk robes
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 still with my man on the Peter Pan
Get there and bury the bricks in the

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

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

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

Yeah then, you better act like you know
L to the O, X amount the
nothin' change but the range since I got the inf.
Dot on your head, take all your

Yeah, I'm in it for the
I'll get up in your seam while I'm you like a nigga from Queens
My tape in your duel running me
Tryin' to get in front of me playa, but you gettin' none of me

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

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

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

I'm into gettin' money, twistin'
Niggaz is coupes while you on the stoop lookin' funny
I'm a scorer, love the whole aura
Pussy wasn't all that, that's why I called her

It's all about whips and fast knicks
Gats with mad clips, TV's in whips
My style tight like Gotti when I 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 match
Runnin' around all crazy hunnies back
And breakin' that come to gamble with small stacks
though, screw y'all, I never knew y'all
Your be like yellow lights, I'm runnin' through y'all

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

Yo, hard as it is to make a buck, I tryin' 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 hunnies grapes

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hitchlin' cocked and nine millies
Stories like a
(That's right)
bitches wondering if I'm a fuck with her
She know I treats my bitches like

Dolce and

Big poppa slippin'
H-class shinin'

with the wifey winin', dinin'
Smoking cigars in
With Colombian named Panama
And and shit

Games we play endin'
Bitches bending over ease
For a pair of Moschino
And Donna Karan tank tops I got your stopped

on top

Under the of 'em

From duplex to
keys hidin' G's overseas
in my V's
Game elevates, I make

Get's your stocks and estates, bitch
Jet skiing in the Caribbean, sands
Discussing plans my mans
blue land, smoke tint chrome rims and system

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

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