Luyện nghe bài hát Elementary

[50 G Unit!
[50 A, B
You can't fuck with me
[50 C, D
[Scarlett] We the Harlem streets
[50 E, F
[Scarlett] talk me to death
[50 G, H
[Scarlett] elementary

Picture me rolling Range
Same color Air Force Ones
on white, ya like?
Red I flight the
L.A. to N.Y.
I'm Harlem
You see how tense up, when Scarlett 'round
Niggas get the to holla while we up in the club
But get intimidated when see me sitting on dubs
I hear 'em whispering " dat ain't a man, shit her."
She roll them G Unit niggas, that's what's up
Disrespect me, have niggas blast ya up
Take my advice, let ya peoples grass ya up
I got a fetish for the
for the six
Hollows for the
Try me, if you I'm playing bitch
And the we'll have another crime scene taker
Jim Star crush head, give your ass a shape-up
niggas known for the money they make
Everybody ain't shook, you see doing the

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The boss spending
Saying, "Gimme that Benz, 20 rims, and four TV's"
The snitch in the precinct
"He X, he sell techs, and he sell D"
The by the bar saying,
"Everybody drink, the best champagne, all on me"
in the back of the police car
Pointing out the window saying, "He me"
It's

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1,2,3,4
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Banks' in the house
[Lloyd
Now get the fuck on the
I slid the front door
With the 9 and the
A cal in my
You wil', pop it
I'm for a profit
I'm as hell
You can't you
My dog, under the jail
Getting mail
So I'm and smoking
and hoping
This cell gon'
You can next to me, but don't throw an elbow
I'll one back and leave blood on your Shell Toes
no
I ain't paying for
Your pussy don't rainbows and pots of treasure
It's every dream, to floss with the team
on the suine
DVD's on the
Blowing on
for you to scheme
You ain't know how to read, to spray a magazine

[Tony
I don't grow up, I'mma hustler kid
and stunt, see I don't pop two your wig
I'm artistic, intelligent, so ability
When I use them big words, bitch be feeling me
So ya'll niggas hate me, 'cause wives be our groupies
Ya'll irritate me, like loud in the movies
Fall back, matter fact down
'Cause I just passed security no pat down
You can catch me in the blowing a sticky
Or me on the dancefloor feeling some tits
Sex sells, so I'mma
So my pockets never be
It ain't no problem, we them models
We got condoms, coups, and condos
50 got me getting ass I never did
So when I in the club, hoes love the kid

[50
The cat in the go
Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow,
The bird in the go
Tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet, tweet,
It's