Luyện nghe bài hát I Really Want To Show You

Woo! There's gonna be a lot of punchin' in motherfucker
Y'all better be swift with that punch button
Biggie,

I know how it to wake up fucked up
Pockets broke as hell, rock to sell
People look at you like the user
Selling to all the losers, mad buddha abuser
But they don't know your stress-filled day
Baby on the way, mad to pay
That's why you drink Tanqueray, so you can
And wish you wasn't livin' so devilish,

I I was just like you
Smokin' blunts with my crew, flippin' 62's
'Cause G E D B I G
I had to get P A D, that's why my hate me
She was forced to kick me out, no
Then I figured out licks for twenty down South
Packed up my tools for my raw power
Glock for casket and flower moves

For chumps tryin' to my flow
And what they know will show on the autopsy
Went to see Papi, to cop me a
Asked for consignment, he wasn't tryin' to hear it
Smoking mad 'cause I'm due in court
For an assault that I caught in Bridgeport, New
Catch me if you can the Gingerbread Man
You better have your gat in 'cause man

and run with me
I really show you
How I run the
I really wanna you
How I'm G's
I wanna show you
Come and run me
I really wanna you

I had the master
I'm in the caravan on my way to
With my man Two-Tecs to take over this
They call him Two-Tecs, he tote two
And he start to bust he like to ask, "Who's next?"
I got my honey on the with the crack in the crack of her ass
Two pounds of hash in the
I wait for hon to make quick cash

I her she could be Lieutenant, bitch got gassed
At last, I'm literally black
back, countin' double digit thousand stacks
Had to re-up, see what's up my peeps
Toyota Deal-a-Thon had it on the Jeeps
See who got smoked, what was spread
Last I heard I was with six to the head
Then I got the call, it couldn't hit me harder

We got like Nino at the Carter
Heard Tec got murdered in a town I never of
By some bitch named Alberta over nickel-plated
And my swear to God she won't snitch
I told her when she hit the bricks make the hooker rich
Conspiracy, be home in three
Until I looks out for the whole family
A true G, that's me, blowing like a
In the struggle

and run with me
I wanna show you
How I run the
I wanna show you
How I'm G's
I wanna show you
Come and run me
I wanna show you

I'm seeing after body and our mayor Guiliani
Ain't tryin' to see no black man to John Gotti
and diamonds
Bitches put tongues where the sun ain't shinin'
Take ki's till they spot us, snakes flee with
kid he got his krib rated, police found grams
They locked up his whole fam, mom's his old man
Nigga his moms out, then he told on his man

Now they home actin' nuttin' wrong, hustlin' again
He tried to be the Frank White and Escobar
Pickin' up a fiend holds it in a seperate car
Cooks it up it's bright white, cut it tight right
Then he slings it to the fiends lookin' like Night
Coppin the motorbikes, the scooters, countin' on computers
High technology to the users and losers
Half-leg DiDi, try to drug for TV's
Stores run out of baking soda BK to QB

My niggaz die for the cause, .45 on the
City made by Big Nas and Biggie Smalls
Bitches, holdin' my weight in they and drawers
My bitches out of state get bust they pushin' my cars
Callin' me up, callin' me baller, call for cut
Pretty hoes bring me my cash, all of this nut
Seats on the stay nasty, push the dash
For the stash box is where the be, watchin' for task force
I know they comin' but I'm reachin' my goal
Fuck bummin', I'm makin' sure I leave this whole game wit'
Crib in West Palms for my dime, crib for my
Ridiculous, you lookin' at the Nicholas Barnes, baby

and run with me
I wanna show you
How I run the
I really show you
How I'm G's
I wanna show you
Come and run me
I really wanna you

Come and run me
I really show you
How I run the
I wanna show you
How I'm G's
I really show you
Come and run me
I really show you

Come and run me
I really show you
How I run the
I wanna show you
How I'm G's
I really show you
and run with me
I wanna show you