Luyện nghe bài hát Look Like

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

Big round my neck bb's hoe quarter million dollar whip
Look like I turned pro shirt match his shoes dont I be
Bro I'll be got damn look like I dope

Jeezy:]
Blue cup wit that vodka in it fo' door po stains with that choppa in it
Look my porshe be shopping it got new shoes on it almost
Look as I do with all my jewels on choppa cost 100 dollaz came with 50 shots
100 karet bracelet it cost me 5 blocks new era
39.99 of the same ones 39 forty times 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 pocket just to buy the ill be got damn look like I sell dope.

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

Loso I still got d-boy with me ey Plies what it look like homie there it go.
Whats up son what it look like look I sell dope maybe this hooks right
It could be that its maybe im at it too this on the mom
I rich and me chatted too I aint dope baby im selling
Hope you can see im a star then get ur telescope
My shawty mama looking at me sideways 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 biggie said rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars
Then I a few flows so I can get a few hoes loso.

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

Whats up bruh bruh may bruh
I know what the fuck you I look like a drug dealer that what my partner
Thinkin I 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 these diamonds on me thank they from the kitchen
Ask me where im going told em im going fishin headed to the club finna catch me some bitches
12 noon im quarter million dolla car straight hood nigga feelin like a fuckin star
Drank cognac smellin like the fuckin bar from the looks of the watch he must be 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 o'clock in the he must be unemployed.

[Chorus 2x ending:]
Big stones round my neck hoe quarter million dollar
Whip look like I turned pro match his shoes dont I be styling
Bro I'll be got damn like I sell dope. HA!!!!!!!