Luyện nghe bài hát They Point

Every time I stop, like look at him
Every car I drive, niggas one of them
They pointin', they
They like
They pointin', pointin'
They damn

Every I stop, hoes like look at him
Every car I drive, niggas want one of
They pointin', pointin'
They damn
They pointin', pointin'
They damn

Ricky Ross, everyday I'm hustlin'
Gettin' off weight (like who?) Hudson
Pack a hammer,
Shooter,
Slide through batches think I'm rich
Breakin' necks, turnin' like the exorcist
up like the like button
Eatin' good, no rib
Runnin' a bundle, never fumble
so much bread I got Carpal tunnel
Stock (from where?) Maaco
Beige, a potato
They hate me on the outside, love me in the
Suck me in the seat while I let a friend drive
Half a two stacks, half a unit 10-5
I stay out here by so you know a hustler been fly

Every time I stop, like look at him
Every car I drive, niggas want one of
They pointin', pointin'
like damn
They pointin', they
They like

Every time I stop, hoes look at him
car I drive, niggas want one of them
They pointin', pointin'
like damn
They pointin', pointin'
They like

My pockets some'n serious, on a hilly
Main that got more cheese than a philly
Shoelace tied but a nigga still
I'm Lionel Richie high, I'm dancin' on the
Never marry a hoes, I marry checks
That's how you stay on top, sex
Rubberband business, know you of that
I got the town talkin, you scurred of that
None than ten figures, you know what I'm worth
sales, show money, not including merch'
Club of bitches, pocket full of Franks
Blunt full of weed, cup full of
Me going raw dog, ain't no way in
Before I risk my life it be a cold day in
But bitch take it off, we go show and tell
And I'm fuckin' that pussy like I'm out of jail

Every time I stop, hoes look at him
Every car I drive, niggas one of them
They pointin', they
like damn
They pointin', they
They like

Every I stop, hoes like look at him
Every car I drive, niggas one of them
They pointin', they
They damn
They pointin', they
like damn

Parallel while I'm ghost riding
Black diamonds man I'm racial
I'm so fly man I need a
So I might let your ho drive it
Lil' pullin' man I like rough sex
Dropped out, I ain't never passed a drug
You know my lingo let's mingle
So I got a dollars worth of singles
I got in the cargo of my camels
Still, still won't her Nathaniel
Life a gamble so I had to a bet
These Air Max but make a check
They me out the streets but it's still in me
I been sellin' work since we had Bill
I'm the voice of the streets so still listen
On the back of the milk carton, missing

Every time I stop, hoes like at him
Every car I drive, want one of them
They pointin', they
They like
They pointin', pointin'
They like

Every time I stop, hoes like at him
car I drive, niggas want one of them
They pointin', they
They like
They pointin', they
They damn