Luyện nghe bài hát You're Only A Customer

Ha ha ha ha Roc a y'all
Futuristic beeotch
Uh what the How we do. How we do. Uh ha

1:
Triple platnum nigga the solid gold fade
All nickle and dime shit don't hold no weight
5 top 5 in the Forbes (you'll see) as you
Thumb through the I read the Ride report
Class C cold me with the plastic
all I Ask Of You, like Raphael Saadiq
At the hotel, Nico, the val suite
My people's eyes the peep hole
I'm lovin' you down as I
Shoot through the city like a
Not enough, to stop 'em from spreadin' the news
Paper read "Jay-Z breaths, 80 degrees"
the only thing to them off is a Malibu day breeze
sop for the feds, say cheese
You know they wanna take a nigga
Pray for the day to get ya, but I'm a parlay and stay for now
hasn't done dirt in a while
YOu know my stomach getin' weak from on the streets for real
to oversee it from suites, orderin' eats
At the top where the criminal minds
That's where the cream is (right) , that's where your is (well ain't
it?)

You're only a (uh)
Walkin' in the presence of
You spend money all long
"All night long" - J. Blige

2:
A-yo my had a nigga too aggressive
I use to speed excessive, both eyes
No thought
Hittin' pot holes, cop-o's will snatch weight
But your game precious
Had to rethink things, is ring worth
Life on the run and served in Sing Sing
I don't know to the truth
If I'm for doe, I got to consoul Irv Gotti y'all

Irv
Heads got to

I was raised to live, I pray you forgive
If not, I just handle it like Kidd
you're facin' is official (it's official)
Most cases when I"m blazin' won't miss you (won't you)
Case and mad bullshitted issue
I see it to the end, my is so personal
My heart bleedin' out my pen, make no aobut me
It's only one nigga livin', I got a half a about me
I got love, to a nigga die bleedin' is nothin'
You make a motherfucker die breathin' then you somthing, beeotch

(X3)

More than y'all can image havin'
Graphic like Sega, Saturn, traffic the Bodega
It so happens, you caught me at the the tail end of my dive
My brain ain't right from inhaling the of my life
it, 3's in ya, had to hold
D.C. high off Cristle
3 G's seasoned Bacardy, UV's
Blesses my body, we be fresh at the
Play yourself go if you don't no the ledge
like spittin' to God
Get it in face fuckin' with niggas over your head
Take time with me, shiftee
Use to make Coke stretch the samplin' a 950
Shit with that, while I'm o a Kawasoki
At the light, doin' a pike, with a bitch on the
And take flight, my life like it was directed by
In 35 slow-mo, with the logo
Accapoco to Arruba, bay and caviar baluga
Very little loot, a
In the blueish, Les Coup it's the root of evil in these people

(X3)