Luyện nghe bài hát Curve

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

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

I a freak, I mean a tramp ma
And my dick you can lick like a uh
And ya back, you can arch a ramp ma
Get a helmet you to get ram hard

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

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

I get tho, he a no show
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
Linen and on deck

I know ya'll wish that shots woulda shot me to death
But death because me, you a mummy, I'm out to get
Dummy money, outta 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 tell tha dude to
too, if she gettin' on ya nerves and she gota
Lotta then tell the girl to curve

nigga
No trick
Curve
No trick

Curve
No curve
nigga
No trick

Yo, Cam, why they startin' wars?
Forced in garden, kitchen, parkay
Lil' pimps, watch them
Slide 'em to the crib, right in side her
Right her ribs, right inside her chips
stop watchin' me

Look, diamonds her wrist, house behind the cliffs
Left her equivalent to 600 of piff
Off the winter menu, I'm a different venue
Nikes, don't ask, discontinued, must miscontinue
One will end you
stop watchin' me

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

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

Get a grip, you won't feel shit
We move single file, like we on a trip
Get ya permission slip, can you it?
the gun son, put in a different clip

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

Curve
No trick
Curve
No curve

nigga
No curve
Curve
No trick

Hundred 40th, Harlem you know it is