Luyện nghe bài hát Look Like

[Plies
Bruh I know people be looking at me when people be seeing me jumping out of these big wheels
They be seing all these diamonds on a bitch bruh bruh I know what be saying
"god he look like he sell dope"

Big stones round my neck bb's hoe quarter million dollar
Look like I turned pro match his shoes dont I be styling
Bro I'll be got damn like I sell dope

[Young
Blue plastic cup wit vodka in it fo' door po stains with that choppa in it
Look like my porshe be it got new shoes on it almost
Look as I do with all my jewels on choppa cost 100 dollaz came with 50 shots
100 karet bracelet it cost me 5 blocks new era
39.99 forty of the same ones 39 forty times and jeezy's is fresh denim
Cost half a got some fourteens denim cost me half a crack
Pull out every dolla in my pocket just to buy the smoke ill be got damn look like I dope.

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Big stones round my neck bb's hoe quarter million dollar
Look like I pro shirt match his shoes dont I be styling
Bro be got damn look like I sell dope

Loso I got that d-boy with me ey Plies what it look like homie there it go.
Whats up son what it look like look like I sell maybe this hooks right
It could be that its true im at it too this on the mom
I and me chatted too I aint selling dope baby im selling
Hope you can see that im a star get ur telescope
My shawty mama always at me sideways I keep on pulling different cars
Up in her driveway they see a nigga bread so it might trigga feds I tell they ass
I do like said rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars
Then I a few flows so I can get a few hoes loso.

[Chorus
Big stones round my neck bb's hoe quarter million dollar
like I turned pro shirt match his shoes dont I be styling
Bro be got damn look like I sell dope

Whats up bruh may 25TH bruh
I know what the fuck you thankin I look like a drug dealer what my partner
I done wacked a judge nigga threw so much money in this bitch
Coulda the club nigga and if I ever go broke I'ma rob the plug nigga police
Followin me he thank I sell chillzas all these diamonds on me thank come from the kitchen
Ask me where im going told em im going fishin headed to the strip club finna catch me some
12 noon im ridin quarter million dolla car straight hood feelin like a fuckin star
Drank smellin like the fuckin bar from the looks of the watch he must be sellin boy
All dis money homie be a d-boy buyin by the 2's talkin bout the fuckin joy
Fuck em by the 3's talkin bout them fuckin it 2 o'clock in the evenin he must be unemployed.

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Big stones round my bb's hoe quarter million dollar
Whip look like I turned pro match his shoes dont I be styling
Bro I'll be got damn like I sell dope. HA!!!!!!!