Luyện nghe bài hát Cut It Out

P.I. Yeah, aye, wussup cuz, going down
east side yeah, your boy p, nelly, pimp C, aye

my too wet bitch, never pay my set bitch
blue and red make green, just cash the check
to the car lot, bought me a Vanquish
never trick my money in the club with a skank
big on my plate, look like dolphins [dolphins]
pushin cookies in the soft
i can do better, by myself, not bad
girl ate the whole thing if she call me
the reppas aint settin up there, mad
rappin us gotta hit, but you a fag
i'm a country nigga, uncut like snow
make them young bloodz get down on the
make them niggas put candy on the let[?]
you got clouds in them diamonds, that monkey shit back
cuz, smokin high, throwin up, keep that off in my cut
high, throwin up, keep that heat off in our truck

When i hit the lot and the 5th wheel drop
you know damn well, you dont see me, all eyes on me
when i'm from the jeweler and it's sunny outside
you know well, you dont wanna see me, all eyes on me
i'm freezed up, j'd[?] up, e'z in my k'z[???]
you know damn well, you dont wanna see me all on me
from all the niggas thats trill to niggas unreal
you know damn well you dont wanna see me,
so it man, lil boy, cut it out, look here
quit it man, lil boy, cut it out, here
it man, lil boy cut it out, go head
no my fingers, lil boy, cut it out, hold up!

i aint yo chick, yo chick chose me
i aint gotta pick one, imma take these
for every hundred you got, peel off three
hey, worry bout it lil boy, the bill on me
years now, you can call me a vet
that money you got, call a forth of my neck
we dont call paint shiny, we call wet
a strawberry colored coup, call that a mint
got a few already, got a few more to cop
got a one thats hard, got a black one that drop
got a buick green, the same color my snot
lil daddy, you the shit, you might as well get off the pot
some new st. louis shit, yeah thats funny
but imma stick with the old, the new dont make money
do when im old, wipe me
they dirty, wipe them down
you i showed my ass before
sit front row and me now!
cuz my grandmama hate it but my lil mama love

28 sittin tall, it's ridiculous
with a slow bitch
cuz that's the type i kick it
with a stupid pack and a couple stupid cats
they call us the squad
so you know we stupid
down the parkin lot
we're the moonwalk
i aint stuntin' now hoe cuz i'm to blood talk
i be where they work at, where get merked at
her wish bread[?] they mount it up and drop the purp at
you tell im hood rich
you aint from my hood
you see the leather seats
the way we grip the wood
goin on it, while i signed on it
to buy the hood, this is all grind money
poppin on it, throwin grands on it
grabbed the wheel and made the chevy dance on
i'm a star, aint a phony nigga [naw, never!]
a call a had em youngstas on on ya nigga
so start no shit, wont be no shit[x2]