Luyện nghe bài hát Look at Me

Whas happenin', whas
You got to this yere nigguh
My boys, my Hot Boys, Juve and
'Bout to lace this game,
Do it the way we do it with E 4 0, Charlie

Look, I went from rags to riches, stank to bad bitches
Stealin' cars to TV's in Expeditions
Thuggin' is how I it everyday, all day
I keep it all the way real, I see it no other way

I mines, Hot Boys
Slip up my whole rides, get shot, boy
That's how it go, we straight, do or die, we holdin' niggaz
Then come where yo' momma, lay down and kick in the do',
(Juvenile, Juvenile, Juvenile)

get this shit cracklin'
My officer's gonna know what happened
out the way I'm H O T and 'bout that action
Hooded up with dem slugs and face-maskin', camouflage

I'm all about that luxury, I'm 'bout
(Luxury)
Puttin' 50 in yo' head, boy, if you thinkin' 'bout me
I'ma be here fo' a minute, you gotta it
(What else?)
There's a lot of niggaz out here gettin' killed to it

Beyotch, E-40 and Hot Boys, E-40 and Hot

Freezer burn platinum on my
(Look at me)
Squattin' inch Twinkies
(Look at me)

I'm that, it's like that, what?
I'm like that, it's that
(Look at me)

Charlie Hustle on it in the fast lane, drivin'
With a case of tall cans and some broccoli and a hoe
Squattin' four times, Zenith wides and vogues
'Bout snuffin' down, right to me is the call from the frogs

Sound on bloo-blam-blam
Puffin' on the doobie grubbed, dang, it burnt in my lap
Smokin' trees with the up
(Windows up)
Traffic up, middle finger up

I don't associate or surround with C.I.'s
Confidential snitches affidavits stool pigeons
Marks simple Simon sucker sap simps, I be kickin' it tough
the, P.I.'s, hustlers, tycoons

Gangsters, killers that might not look like
With trophies up under they shelf, sky ballers, all kind of
Player individuals, thugged out times a thousand
Those niggaroles lieutenants bosses, gazillionaires
New wars high rollers real as hoodlums thugs
House parties strip joints gamblin' shacks and in the wall clubs

Beyotch, E-40 and Hot Boys, E-40 and Hot

Man, it's neighborhood shit with a gangster bitch
So get yo' straight, nigga and go and buy some shit
TV's inside I ride bitch
And I'ma these hoes behind Limo tints

my dreams, I'm a rich, bitch
And I hit yo' hood I'ma blind a bitch
Shine, sellin' got me buyin' shit
Dyin'? Gon' be here ninety-nine, slick

Rewind these hoes back to slick
So nigga slap that bitch, bat batch
Kick her in the ass and tell that hoe Hot Boy in this,
So nigga, fuck bitch, tell her suck yo' dick

Now, now, come the youngest
Wayne, you can call me
Flyin' up the interstate in a
Police right me, I'm drivin' too fast

I pull over on the grass, want my autograph
I off ki's, I get my G's
I spit my 3's if you twist my
I'm duckin' white sheets and I the Feds
If you think that you can stop us, boi, go

E-40 and Hot Boys, and Hot Boys, beyotch

and the HB's in this motherfucker, man
(The Hot Boys)
Juvenile, you about me
(Bosco)

The B.G., the number one
Baby, Gold, ya heard me?
The Bay and the U P T
We connected, nigga, you respect it
off the heezy, what? Beyotch