Luyện nghe bài hát Elementary

[50 G Unit!
[50 A, B
[Scarlett] You can't with me
[50 C, D
[Scarlett] We the Harlem streets
[50 E, F
Don't talk me to death
[50 G, H
[Scarlett] elementary

Picture me Range Rover
Same color Air Force Ones
White on white, ya
Red I flight the
L.A. to N.Y.
I'm bound
You see how bitches tense up, Scarlett 'round
get the heart to holla while we up in the club
But get intimidated when they see me on dubs
I hear 'em whispering " dat ain't a man, that's her."
She roll with G Unit niggas, that's what's up
me, I'll have niggas blast ya up
Take my advice, don't let ya peoples ya up
I got a for the chips
for the six
Hollows for the
Try me, if you I'm playing bitch
And the police we'll have crime scene taker
Jim Star crush your head, your ass a shape-up
niggas known for the money they make
Everybody ain't shook, you see the shake

[50
The boss ends
Saying, "Gimme that Benz, 20 rims, and four TV's"
The snitch in the saying
"He sell X, he sell techs, and he D"
The by the bar saying,
"Everybody drink, the best champagne, all on me"
Snitch in the back of the car
Pointing out the saying, "He robbed me"
elementary

[Lloyd
1,2,3,4
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Lloyd in the house
[Lloyd
Now get the on the floor
I slid through the front
With the 9 and the
A cal in my
You wil', pop it
I'm for a profit
I'm ghetto as
You can't you
My road dog, under the
Getting mail
So I'm drinking and
and hoping
This cell open
You can dance to me, but don't throw an elbow
I'll throw one back and leave on your Shell Toes
no
I ain't for pleasure
Your pussy don't bring rainbows and pots of
It's every dream, to floss with the team
Long on the
DVD's on the
Blowing on
for you to scheme
You ain't gotta how to read, to spray a magazine

[Tony
I don't wanna grow up, hustler kid
Go'head and stunt, see I pop two your wig
I'm artistic, intelligent, so ability
When I use them big words, your bitch be me
So ya'll niggas hate me, 'cause your wives be our
Ya'll irritate me, loud people in the movies
Fall back, matter fact down
'Cause I just passed security no pat down
You can catch me in the blowing a sticky
Or catch me on the dancefloor some tits
Sex sells, so I'mma
So my pockets be empty
It ain't no problem, we them models
We got condoms, coups, and lavish
50 got me getting ass I never did
So when I step in the club, hoes the kid

[50
The cat in the go
Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow,
The bird in the go
Tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet,
It's