Luyện nghe bài hát Im Looking

I'm from where them guns bust, watch Poppa George pop
Cats jokes at them car games seen big face hundreds
Handle the rock like Nate Archibald, what? nigga only sixteen
And I wanted to be, like him middle school fightin'

Any nigga a chip on his shoulder, whattup nigga?
You beef with me? Now I let the heat speak for me
No talkin', just outline chalkin'
Nigga witta attitude from birth, 100 and Running

Gunnin' bustin' like fuck the cops
Notorious for burnin' blocks, in and out of traffic and chop
the young Robin Hood of the block
Steal the rich, give to the poor, coward niggaz rock

Second comin' of black Alfred Hitchcock
in the door wavin' the four-four
Ten shots to your
Let them sing

Yo, I'm just a ghetto nigga stuck in this
Young'uns runnin' 'caine
Rain so we floodin' the game
When you come to respect the grounds, leave you shook man
(And I good, from Compton to Brooklyn)

Hey yo I don't a fuck who you are, fuck ya ice
Fuck the block that you claim, fuck your Bentley
(Dead is all I represent)
('Til y'all met me y'all niggaz ain't met yet)

cars, money and muscle, the hustle I was brought up in the 80's
Gangbangin', traffic, shit get crazy
From where niggaz grow up hard like raised
Them hustlin' guns like nicks players, we got mouths to

'Til they put flowers on me, moms my cold cheek
In that pine box, I'm buyin' rocks, eyein'
Fuck a cell block, the young kid makin' it
Who you think got them fiends runnin' back Bo Jackson?

I'm a gangsta, what could I say?
I'm ahead of like it's Y4K
2Pac, Scarface, N.W.A.
Taught me how to them bullets, keep my wig in play

Keep fo' snug in the or pay a thousand to have 'em
Niggaz in the street move than, Michael Jackson's album
But the shit really matter to me, we get better G
Bet the four 'em down like PCP

Yo, I'm just a ghetto stuck in this game
Young'uns runnin' 'caine
Rain hits so we the game
When you come to respect the grounds, leave you shook man
(And I look good, Compton to Brooklyn)

Hey yo I don't give a fuck who you are, ya ice
Fuck the block that you claim, your Bentley Azure
(Dead is all I represent)
('Til y'all met me y'all niggaz met gangsta yet)

Real gangsters never shit, handle they business
Fuck the dry and bitchin', niggaz die when them bullets fly
Who fuckin' with him, ha? Not a alive
End up in that 5

He got no sympathy for dead guys, friend or foe
Watch that chest cave in, what that vest
Make it for the autopsy, leave my enemies in a frenzy
On the front holdin' a 9

a new chapter, my own niggaz plottin' on me
Tryin' to hit me but they get me
Feel the semi first with my dough, is the worst way to go
Y'all know, niggaz cry when them bullets burn slow

In and out of watchin' my money
If one dollar come up missin' bodies start to come up
No one too heavy for the expedition, piss on corpse
your soul shiver, throw him in the river, bitch nigga

Yo, I'm just a nigga stuck in this game
runnin' with 'caine
Rain hits so we the game
When you come to respect the grounds, leave you shook man
(And I good, from Compton to Brooklyn)

Hey yo I give a fuck who you are, fuck ya ice
Fuck the block you claim, fuck your Bentley Azure
(Dead is all I represent)
('Til met me y'all niggaz ain't met gangsta yet)