Luyện nghe bài hát Look Like

[Plies
Bruh Bruh I know people be 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 what people be saying
"god damn he look 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 look like I sell

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

2x:]
Big round my neck bb's hoe quarter million dollar whip
like I turned pro shirt match his shoes dont I be styling
Bro be got damn look like I sell dope

Loso I still got that d-boy me ey Plies what it look like homie there it go.
up son what it look like look like I sell dope maybe this hooks right
It could be that its true im at it too this on the mom
I rich and me chatted too I aint selling dope im selling
Hope you can see that im a star get ur telescope
My shawty always looking at me sideways I keep on pulling different cars
Up in her driveway they see a nigga bread so it trigga feds I tell they hatin ass
I do like biggie 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 dollar whip
like I turned pro shirt match his shoes dont I be styling
Bro I'll be got look like I sell dope

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

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