Luyện nghe bài hát Look Like

Bruh Bruh I know people be looking at me people be seeing me jumping out of these big wheels*
They be seing all these on a bitch bruh bruh I know what people be saying
"god damn he look like he dope"

Big stones round my neck bb's hoe quarter million whip
Look like I turned pro shirt match his don't I be styling
Bro I'll be got damn like I sell dope

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 with all my jewels on choppa cost 100 came with 50 shots
100 karet bracelet it cost me 5 blocks new era
39.99 forty of the same ones 39 forty and jeezy's watch is fresh denim
half a stack got some fourteens denim cost me half a crack
Pull out every dolla in my just to buy the smoke ill be got damn look like I sell dope.

x2]
Big stones round my neck bb's hoe quarter million dollar
Look like I turned pro shirt match his shoes don't I be
Bro I'll be got damn look I sell dope

Loso I still got that d-boy me ey Plies what it look like homie there it go.
Whats up son what it like look like I sell dope maybe this hooks right
It could be that its true maybe im at it too on the mom
[ Plies Lyrics by Ben ]
I and me chatted too I aint selling dope baby im selling
Hope you can see that im a star get ur telescope
My shawty mama always looking at me I keep on pulling different cars
Up in her driveway they see a nigga bread so it might feds I tell they hatin ass
I do like biggie rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars
Then I kick a few so I can get a few hoes loso.

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Big stones round my neck hoe quarter million dollar whip
Look like I turned pro shirt his shoes don't I be styling
Bro I'll be got damn look like I dope

up bruh bruh may 25TH bruh
I know the fuck you thankin I look like a drug dealer that what my partner
I done wacked a judge nigga threw so much money in this bitch
Coulda bought the club nigga and if I ever go broke I'ma rob the plug police
Followin me he thank I sell chillzas all diamonds on me thank they come from the kitchen
Ask me where im going told em im going fishin headed to the strip club catch me some bitches
12 noon im ridin quarter million dolla car straight nigga feelin like a fuckin star
Drank cognac smellin like the bar from the looks of the watch he must be sellin boy
All dis money 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 o'clock in the he must be unemployed.

x2]
Big stones my neck bb's hoe quarter million dollar
Whip look I turned pro shirt match his shoes don't I be styling
Bro be got damn look like I sell dope. Ha!