Luyện nghe bài hát If They Want It

(Fabolous)
(F-A-B-O)
(L-O-U-S)

(Dj Clue)
New hit Fabulous straight from Storm
Whaaaaaat!

I understand how niggas insist to knows bout
How we spend car money to our rolls out
Play bars and buy the and moes out
Flash just to twist the hoes out
Fabolous the one the menatti mix
to have more kicks than karate flicks
Slim in a big body six
Wit enough dough and pull to Gotti
If I wasn't rappin I'd a ???
south in a town you never heard before
Dealin wit weight Columbians would for
??? cats I burnin for furthermore
I'm the nigga every freak press be in a S
That's gon need week rest after
in private jets just to sneak west
Bet calico shots rip through ya weak flesh

(chorus)
Niggas it
Now get it
on it
Now wit it
flooded up and fitted
Tinted up and BB
Y'all gon how we did it
Y'all gon how we get it
gon wonder how we did it
Y'all gon how we get it

Now sports the kind of you could spot everyday
Sip lots of 'Ze in a hot chevy 'Le
I know's a few niggas that plot to J
Wanna scar my face put a in my derrier
you gon do when we send shots from every way
We got perion while got perrier
I strut past in diamonds that cut glass
Wit bitches that'll make a nigga nut fast
Now I gotta fiend bout to throw some on a quarter
Cop a crown and put on a border
Smoke the trees now that's underwater
Still keep 9's put ya bones out of order

Got the condo cats will leave ya for
Chicks givin and crucial head for
That make local go to feds for
Anything you want now I got the bread for

(chorus)

(Dj Clue)
My nigga Rob I see ya!

My nigga boy

My Miller


Clue!

(Fabolous)
New is getting money
Va is getting
LA is money
is getting money

(Fabolous)
Fabolous so cool I could play
In light gray lexus
Rockin white diamonds wit a necklace
Fuck and don't even stay for breakfast
We doin shit that'll maid neck twist
Wit a fancy chick we pay to pet
Fuck studs I'm bout to throw in my ear
And be getting head from in a lear
If you ain't money I don't wanna chit chat
Throwin partys in when I hit plat
Receivin chips thugs cases for
Make bitches me til my waist is sore
Sport come through nigga like on the first
Doin the bump drivin a lex in
Now we don't pop it unless it's a a wop
And I'ma keep hittin like an abusive pops

(chorus)

(Dj Clue)
DJ Clue,
out York Star

Bronx

Y'all gon how we did it
Y'all gon how we get it
gon wonder how we did it
Y'all gon how we get it

(Dj Clue)
My Lou, Willies
You how we do it
That shit
up!