Luyện nghe bài hát Look Like

Bruh Bruh I know people be at me when people be seeing me jumping out of these big wheels*
They be seing all these diamonds on a bitch bruh bruh I what people be saying
"god damn he like he sell dope"

Big stones round my neck bb's hoe quarter million dollar
Look like I turned pro shirt match his shoes I be styling
Bro I'll be got look like I sell dope

plastic cup wit that vodka in it fo' door po stains with that choppa in it
Look my porshe be shopping it got new shoes on it almost
Look good as I do with all my on choppa cost 100 dollaz came with 50 shots
100 karet bracelet it cost me 5 new era fitted
39.99 forty of the same ones 39 forty times and jeezy's watch is fresh
Cost half a stack got some denim cost me half a crack
Pull out every in my pocket just to buy the smoke ill be got damn look like I sell dope.

x2]
Big stones round my neck bb's hoe quarter million dollar
like I turned pro shirt match his shoes don't I be styling
Bro I'll be got damn like I sell dope

Loso I still got that d-boy me ey Plies what it look like homie there it go.
up son what it look like look like I sell dope maybe this hooks right
It be that its true maybe im at it too this on the mom
[ Plies Lyrics by Ben ]
I rich and me chatted too I aint selling baby im selling
Hope you can see that im a star get ur telescope
My shawty mama always looking at me sideways I keep on pulling cars
Up in her driveway they see a nigga so it might trigga feds I tell they hatin ass
I do like biggie rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars
I kick a few flows so I can get a few hoes loso.

x2]
Big stones round my neck bb's hoe quarter million dollar
Look like I turned pro shirt match his shoes don't I be
Bro I'll be got damn look like I sell

up bruh bruh may 25TH bruh
I know what the fuck you thankin I look like a drug dealer that my partner
Thinkin I done a judge nigga threw so much money in this bitch
Coulda bought the club nigga and if I ever go broke rob the plug nigga police
Followin me he thank I sell chillzas all these diamonds on me thank come from the kitchen
Ask me where im going told em im going fishin headed to the strip club finna catch me some
12 noon im quarter million dolla car straight hood nigga feelin like a fuckin star
Drank cognac smellin like the fuckin bar from the of the watch he must be sellin boy
All dis money homie must be a d-boy by the 2's talkin bout the fuckin joy
Fuck em by the 3's bout them fuckin whores it 2 o'clock in the evenin he must be unemployed.

x2]
Big stones round my neck bb's hoe quarter dollar
Whip look like I turned pro shirt match his shoes I be styling
Bro I'll be got damn like I sell dope. Ha!