Luyện nghe bài hát Curve

Na I told shorty to curve, she like curve? I'm curve
She like what that mean, I'm like that mean get from me
Ya breath stink, you a tic tacs?
Curve man, get here
Big Pun was alive he'd tell you to go that way,

Ecuador, extra raw, repituar, like the reservoir
Few Beretta scars, get ya ajared
Respect ya pa, believe, bet a card

I need a freak, I a tramp ma
And my dick you can lick like a uh
And ya back, you can arch a ramp ma
Get a you about to get ram hard

I'm Rambo, commando,
disappear, vamanose vato
Got doe, gwap, hoes, go
Ratt, tatt, tatt, how he not know?

Louie tho, you can see the logo
And I chop, blo, blo, no
out in the woods, no po, po
He the deal a no go yo

I get dough tho, he a no
I'm so high, high, in the low, low
I got a address but yo I gotta get dressed
Come watch a mobster get
Linen and Ostrich on

I know ya'll that them shots woulda shot me to death
But because me, you a mummy, I'm out to get flesh
Dummy money, bustin' outta my socks and my
Get cash but alota my gwaps in a

That's my word, if homie absurred
And he sorta like a bird then tha dude to curve
Girls too, if she gettin' on ya nerves and she
Lotta then tell the girl to curve

nigga
No curve
nigga
No curve

nigga
No curve
nigga
No curve

Yo, Cam, why they startin' wars?
in garden, kitchen, parkay floors
Lil' pimps, watch whores
'em to the crib, right in side her ribs
Right outside her ribs, right inside her
Please stop me

Look, diamonds her wrist, house behind the cliffs
Left her to 600 dimes of piff
Off the winter menu, I'm from a different
Nikes, don't ask, discontinued, must miscontinue
One clip end you
stop watchin' me

Yeah, I can't front baby girl, I'm to watch
I ask her one thing, "Girl, you or not?"
I make scrilla melt, you need killa help
My doors are suicide, bitch, go kill
Since you feel yaself, .9 mill to ya health
Please watchin' me

Yeah, I know a lotta y'all hatin' clap me still
Listen good, I care how you actually feel
'Cause I'm actually real, for wrapped in steel
And the roof open up like a happy

Get a steel grip, you won't feel
We move single file, like we on a field
Get ya permission slip, can you it?
Empty the gun son, put in a clip

That's my word, if homie absurred
And he sorta like a bird then tha dude to curve
Girls too, if she on ya nerves and she gota
Lotta nerve then tell the to curve

nigga
No trick
Curve
No trick

nigga
No curve
Curve
No trick

40th, Harlem you know what it is