Luyện nghe bài hát Elementry

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

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

You see how tense up, when Scarlett 'round
Niggas get the to holla while we up in the club
But get intimidated when see me sitting on dubs
I hear 'em whispering, "That a man, shit that's her"

She roll them G Unit niggas, that's what's up
Disrespect me, I'll have niggas ya up
my advice, don't let ya peoples grass ya up
I got a fetish for the chips, for the six hollows for the clips

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

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

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

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

Now get the on the floor I slid through the front door
the 9 and the velor, a cal in my pocket
You will, I'ma pop it, I'm down for a
I'm ghetto as hell, you you tell?
My road dog, under the getting frustrating mail

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

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

The boss spending
Saying, "Gimme that Benz, 20 inch rims, and TV's"
The snitch in the precinct
"He sell X, he techs, and he sell 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

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 ability
When I use them big words, your be feeling me

So y'all niggas hate me, 'cause wives be our groupies
Y'all irritate me, like loud in the movies
back, matter fact back down
'Cause I just passed security no pat down

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

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

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

The balla by the bar
"Everybody drink, the best champagne, all on me"
Snitch in the back of the car
Pointing out the window saying, "He me"
elementary

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