Luyện nghe bài hát Elementry

G Unit, A, B
You fuck with me
C, D
We from the Harlem
E, F
Don't talk me to
G, H
elementary

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

You see how tense up, when Scarlett 'round
Niggas get the heart to while we up in the club
But get intimidated when they see me on dubs
I 'em whispering, "That ain't a man, shit that's her"

She with them G Unit niggas, that's what's up
Disrespect me, have niggas blast ya up
Take my advice, don't let ya peoples ya up
I got a fetish for the chips, 20's for the six for the clips

Try me, if you think I'm playing
And the police we'll another crime scene taker
Jim crush your head, give your ass a shape-up
Uptown niggas known for the money make
Everybody shook, you see doing the shake

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

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

1, 2, 3, 4
Lloyd Banks' in the

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

So I'm drinking and thinking and hoping
This cell gon' open, you can dance to me
But don't throw an elbow, throw one back
And leave on your Shell Toes
Hell no I ain't paying for

Your pussy don't rainbows and pots of treasure
It's girl's dream, to floss with the team
Long on the suine, on the screen
Blowing on waiting for you to scheme
You gotta know how to read, to spray a magazine

The boss ends
Saying, "Gimme that Benz, 20 inch rims, and 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
out the window saying, "He robbed me"
It's

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

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

You can catch me in the bathroom blowing a
Or me on the dance floor feeling some tits
Sex sells, so P I M P
So my never be empty

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

The spending 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 balla by the bar
"Everybody drink, the best champagne, all on me"
Snitch in the of the police car
Pointing out the window saying, "He me"
It's

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