Luyện nghe bài hát Look Like

[Plies
Bruh I know people be looking 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 know people be saying
"god damn he look he sell dope"

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

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

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

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

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

Whats up bruh may 25TH bruh
I know what the fuck you thankin I look a drug dealer that what my partner
Thinkin I done wacked a judge nigga threw so much money in bitch
Coulda bought the nigga and if I ever go broke I'ma rob the plug nigga police
Followin me he thank I sell chillzas all these diamonds on me thank they 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 ridin quarter dolla car straight hood nigga feelin like a fuckin star
Drank cognac like the fuckin bar from the looks of the watch he must be sellin boy
All dis money homie must be a buyin by the 2's talkin bout the fuckin joy
Fuck em by the 3's talkin bout them whores it 2 o'clock in the evenin he must be unemployed.

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Big stones round my neck bb's hoe quarter million
Whip look like I pro shirt match his shoes dont I be styling
Bro I'll be got damn like I sell dope. HA!!!!!!!