Luyện nghe bài hát Curve

Na I told shorty to curve, she like I'm like curve
She like what that mean, I'm like that get away from me
Ya breath stink, you a tic tacs?
Curve man, get here
Big Pun was alive he'd tell you to go way, curve

From Ecuador, extra raw, repituar, like the
Few scars, get ya neck ajared
ya pa, don't believe, bet a card

I need a freak, I mean a ma
And my dick you can lick a stamp uh
And ya back, you can lick a ramp ma
Get a helmet you about to get ram

I'm Rambo, commando,
disappear, vamanose vato
Got doe, gwap, hoes, go
Ratt, tatt, tatt, how he not know?

Louie tho, you can see the logo
And I chop, blo, blo, no
out in the woods, no po, po
He wired the a no go yo

I get dough tho, he a no
I'm so high, high, in the low, low
I ain't got a address but yo I get dressed
Come watch a get fresh
and Ostrich on deck

I know ya'll wish that them shots woulda shot me to
But death because me, you a mummy, I'm out to get
Dummy money, bustin' my socks and my sweats
Get but alota my gwaps in a check

my word, if homie actin' absurred
And he sorta like a bird then tha dude to curve
Girls too, if she gettin' on ya and she gota
nerve then tell the girl to curve

Curve
No trick
nigga
No curve

Curve
No trick
nigga
No curve

Yo, damn Cam, why they startin'
Forced in garden, kitchen, parkay
Lil' pimps, watch whores
Slide 'em to the crib, in side her ribs
Right outside her ribs, right her chips
Please stop me

Look, around her wrist, house behind the cliffs
her equivalent to 600 dimes of piff
Off the winter menu, I'm from a different
These Nikes, ask, discontinued, must miscontinue
One will end you
Please stop me

Yeah, I front baby girl, I'm somethin' to watch
I ask her one thing, "Girl, you or not?"
I make scrilla melt, you don't need killa
My are suicide, bitch, go kill yaself
Since you feel yaself, .9 mill to ya health
Please watchin' me

Yeah, I know a lotta y'all wanna clap me still
Listen good, I don't care how you actually
'Cause I'm actually real, for real in steel
And the roof open up a happy meal

Get a steel grip, you won't shit
We move single file, we on a field trip
Get ya slip, can you vision it?
Empty the gun son, put in a different

my word, if homie actin' absurred
And he sorta like a bird then tha dude to curve
too, if she gettin' on ya nerves and she gota
Lotta nerve then tell the to curve

nigga
No curve
nigga
No trick

nigga
No curve
nigga
No curve

Hundred 40th, Harlem you know it is