Luyện nghe bài hát Made You Look

Uh, uh, uh, now get it all in perspective
For all y'all enjoyment, a song y'all can wit'
Y'all appointed me to rap justice
But I Five-O, y'all know it's Nas-Yo
Grey goose and a lotta hydro
Only describe us as survivors
laced in the best, well dressed with finesse
In a tee lookin' for wifey
Thug girl who fly and talks so
Put her in the coupe so she can feel the breeze
We can drive the city no doubt
But say my car's topless, say the titties is out
Newness the Anthem
Put your hand up you shoot with, count your loot wit'
Push the pool stick in your new crib, same hand that you with
Swing around like you stupid, o'the town, yeah I been that
You know I where you and your mens at?
Do the Smurf, do the Wop, Bat
Rooftop like we '88 back

They shootin', Aw made you
You a slave to a page in my book
Big money, playboy your time's up
Where them gangstas? Where them at?

shootin', Aw made you look
You a slave to a in my rhyme book
Gettin' Big money, your time's up
Where them gangstas? them dimes at?

This ain't rappin', this is
Now get up off your ass like your hot
My live lit up the reefer
Trunk o'the car, we got the street
Don't start none, won't be
No reason for mans to panic
You don't to see no ambulances
Knock a pimp's drink down in his cup
That's the way you get up
Let the diffuse all the tension
Baller convention, free
Hustlers, dealers and can move swift
Girls get close, you can feel where the kept
All my just comin' homeys,
Get money, the beef alone slowly
Get out my face, you so phoney
out my waist, the eagle fo-forty

They shootin', Aw made you
You a slave to a page in my rhyme
Gettin' Big money, playboy your up
Where gangstas? Where them dimes at?

They shootin', Aw you look
You a slave to a page in my book
Big money, playboy your time's up
Where gangstas? Where them dimes at?

I see niggas runnin', yo my mood is rude
I lay you out, you what steel do
Mobsters don't box, my shot obliges
Every invitation to fight you punk
Pun said, "You ain't even en mi clasa!"
Maybach Benz, back seat, T.V.
lookin' for athletes or rappers
Whatever you choose, you do
Make sure he a and intelligent too
Like a real thoroughbred is, me love
Lemme how the head is
Females the sexiest is always the nastiest

And I like a sassiness, a lotta class
Mommy in your bag, pass the fifth
I'm a leader, at this a don you wit'
My spit, niggas loose consciousness