Luyện nghe bài hát Touch Me, Tease Me

[Intro: Sauce
Man
just don't understand
How hard it is for a black male
wanna beef
We don't wanna
All we wanna do is take take
Ya get some

[Verse 1: Money]
I'm in the streets with my love
You know the is hot
Plus them niggas tryna set up
Gettin' money in these is all I got
Even if it takes me shot
Besides you riffin' for?
Five Gs I hit you for
Can't you still want more
I'm a thug boo you thugs don't trick
'cause I love you, you wanna drive the six
Well that's too much shine, flair
No more arguing, take some dough for ya
Just beep me 12 o'clock, be right there
To pick you up, don't ruin
I don't be doin' that
you mean that's not good enough?
I'm too much of time in the hood and stuff?
In the drop chrome shinnin' my crew
I'm tryna get paid ma, you want me to do?

Lil' Kim]
You please me
and tease me
me, hug me
Rub me, me
Kiss me, and never me
me, you gotta believe me
Or me
me
Touch and me
me, hug me
Rub me, me
Kiss me, and deceive me
Show me, you believe me
Or me

[Verse 2: Sauce
You got some grillin' me wit a frown a lot
Attitude stank, I ain't around a lot
understand why I'm outta town a lot

I rap for big paper now, ain't around the block
Now you treat me like I'm cheatin', or sumin
or sumin, late night keepin' 'em humpin'
Why you look at Sauce funny? (What you trust a nigga?)
I work hard, look at your diamonds.... them shits cost
Forget about homies, they jealous of you
I ain't really tryna hear what tell us to do
Besides half of them even got no man
That's why I'm all out, puttin' rocks on your hand
But you don't really care, spoiled and shit
Talk slick like you drink baby oil and
She got a 500 wit chrome, kit
And you still not happy, man wrong wit chicks

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[Verse 3: Sauce
Enjoy your cut necklace, things
Versace, Armani, rings
Anything you can imagine, if you let it
No more school loans, your own or credit
in closets, full link minks in 'em
His and her rollies, extra wit 'em
Bottles of Dom, tennis braids for arm
Four-five workers for your beauty
But you don't wanna hear that, you not happy
Shit, so what the industry's at me
Car chases Brooklyn, cop's on my tail
Feds hit the spot, found it chopped on the
Undercovers Ds hit the block for a
For you or nobody else, I'm not to jail
Imagine, all of inside of a day
Just for your ass, whatchu got to say?

(Chorus)