Luyện nghe bài hát Like Me

Ah yeah, happening, mami
How ya baby
Oh you kinda good and everything
I see you those stilettos baby

Ah, check out, you ain't got time to talk to me?
Ay, let me put the bug in your ear
Won't you those flow-shoes
Into your hoe shoes, ya

check this out
This fine as your royal highness
You know what, I can do a whole things for you
Guess why? Cause I'm a motherfuckin'

me, hustlin' and grindin baby
I be stayin' on that chase
In this life there's pimp's and
me which one are you, you little?

Like me, hustlin' and baby
I be stayin' on paper chase
In this life there's pimp's and
me which one are you, you?

The good man in me say get and stay on the path
But the pimp shit in me say yo looking for ass
But my daughter me a gift, something to hold
A little city in when you shake it, it snow

I told her, Never let a nigga take off her clothes
wait till you're grown, when he love you, you'll know
Everybody's got a dream, I and wish to own a six times two
Chill in the whip, a fantasy, a bone to

to get, against who, I don't know, to one who said you won't blow
You won't eat, you want cake, mistake
me for their failures, I'm fresh, getting tailored, single breasted
A lint brush is senseless, some shit

A woman hates a man and stay him for many years
Tell him she loves be jealous of him
Now lame is how the ghetto judge him cause he still her
She take his cash and give it to other real nigger

Like me, hustlin' and baby
I be on that paper chase
In this life there's pimp's and
Tell me which one are you, you

Like me, and grindin baby
I be stayin' on that chase
In this there's pimp's and hoe's
me which one are you, you?

Aye, pimpin goin on, man, for eons and eons, man
Since the beginnin of time, you know I mean?
The only thing I need to do is get on the grind and get
So, only thing I gotta tell you, man is now do you gotta do, man
Bring my money back, get on track, get on your back

I heard them say the NBA is a bunch of million dollar
Or Portier wasnt real in the days, the point I make is
Jerry the Lakers, his yearly take is lets just say
More collectively all of his players, thats business not really pimp shit

Maybe its it but similar to we rappers make big hits
And not own the masters, the deal
By the way, Portier helps all the excel
He kept the real but Hollywood could turn a girl out

I knew a girl bout 59 so fine, she [Incomprehensible]
She was sleek, chic with a mouth
Movie directors always fucked her on the couch
She came out a blockbuster

knock a hustler, she not a hooker, she focused
A hopeless soul on a road
I her all my stones and gold
I said, Bitch, life is cold, you need to roll a nigga

Like me, and grindin baby
I be stayin' on that paper
In this life there's and hoe's
me which one are you, you little?

Like me, hustlin' and baby
I be stayin' on paper chase
In this life there's pimp's and
Tell me one are you, you?