Luyện nghe bài hát Elementry

G Unit, A, B
You can't with me
C, D
We from the Harlem
E, F
Don't me to death
G, H
It's

Picture me rolling Rover
Same your Air Force Ones
on white, ya like? Red I flight the night
From L.A. to N.Y. I'm bound

You see how bitches tense up, when Scarlett
Niggas get the heart to while we up in the club
But get intimidated when they see me on dubs
I hear 'em whispering, "That a man, shit that's her"

She with them G Unit niggas, that's what's up
me, I'll have niggas blast ya up
Take my advice, let ya peoples grass ya up
I got a for the chips, 20's for the six hollows for the clips

Try me, if you think I'm playing
And the police we'll have crime scene taker
Jim Star your head, give your ass a shape-up
niggas known for the money they make
Everybody ain't shook, you see doing the

The boss ends
Saying, "Gimme that Benz, 20 inch rims, and TV's"
The snitch in the precinct
"He sell X, he sell techs, and he D"

The by the bar saying
"Everybody drink, the champagne, it's all on me"
in the back of the police car
Pointing out the saying, "He robbed me"
elementary

1, 2, 3, 4
Lloyd in the house

Now get the on the floor I slid through the front door
With the 9 and the velor, a cal in my
You will, pop it, I'm down for a profit
I'm as hell, you can't you tell?
My road dog, under the jail frustrating mail

So I'm drinking and smoking and hoping
This cell open, you can dance next to me
But don't throw an elbow, I'll one back
And leave blood on your Toes
Hell no I paying for pleasure

Your pussy don't bring rainbows and of treasure
It's every girl's dream, to floss with the
Long on the suine, DVD's on the
on cream waiting for you to scheme
You ain't gotta how to read, to spray a magazine

The spending ends
Saying, "Gimme Benz, 20 inch rims, and four TV's"
The snitch in the precinct
"He X, he sell techs, and he sell D"

The balla by the bar
"Everybody drink, the champagne, it's all on me"
Snitch in the back of the car
Pointing out the window saying, "He me"
elementary

I don't wanna grow up, I'ma kid
Go 'head and stunt, see I don't pop two wig
I'm artistic, intelligent, so much
When I use them big words, bitch be feeling me

So niggas hate me, 'cause your wives be our groupies
Y'all me, like loud people in the movies
Fall back, matter fact back
'Cause I passed security without no pat down

You can catch me in the bathroom a sticky
Or catch me on the dance floor feeling some
Sex sells, so P I M P
So my pockets be empty

It ain't no problem, we them models
We got condoms, coups, and condos
50 got me ass like I never did
So I step in the club, hoes love the kid

The spending ends
Saying, "Gimme Benz, 20 inch rims, and four TV's"
The snitch in the saying
"He sell X, he techs, and he sell D"

The by the bar saying
"Everybody drink, the best champagne, all on me"
in the back of the police car
Pointing out the saying, "He robbed me"
elementary

The cat in the go
Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow,
The in the cage go
Tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet,
elementary