Luyện nghe bài hát They Point

Every I stop, hoes like look at him
Every car I drive, want one of them
They pointin', they
like damn
They pointin', they
They damn

Every I stop, hoes like look at him
car I drive, niggas want one of them
They pointin', pointin'
They like
They pointin', pointin'
They damn

Like Ross, everyday I'm hustlin'
Gettin' off (like who?) Jennifer Hudson
a hammer, Thor
Shooter,
Slide through think I'm hecka rich
Breakin' necks, turnin' like the exorcist
Thumbs up the like button
Eatin' good, no rib
Runnin' with a bundle, fumble
Countin' so bread I got Carpal tunnel
Stock (from where?) Maaco
Beige, like a
They me on the outside, love me in the inside
Suck me in the back seat I let a friend drive
Half a pound two stacks, half a 10-5
I stay out here by so you know a hustler been fly

time I stop, hoes like look at him
Every car I drive, want one of them
They pointin', they
like damn
They pointin', they
They like

Every time I stop, hoes like at him
Every car I drive, want one of them
They pointin', they
They like
They pointin', they
They damn

My pockets some'n serious, on a hilly
Main that nigga got cheese than a philly
Shoelace but a nigga still trippin'
I'm Lionel Richie high, I'm dancin' on the
Never marry a hoes, I just checks
That's how you on top, missionary sex
Rubberband business, know you of that
I got the town talkin, you scurred of that
None less than ten figures, you know I'm worth
Record sales, show money, not including
Club full of bitches, pocket full of
Blunt full of weed, cup full of
Me going raw dog, ain't no way in
Before I my life it be a cold day in hell
But take it off, here we go show and tell
And I'm fuckin' that pussy like I'm fresh out of

Every time I stop, hoes look at him
Every car I drive, niggas want one of
They pointin', pointin'
They like
pointin', they pointin'
They damn

Every time I stop, hoes like at him
Every car I drive, niggas want one of
They pointin', pointin'
They like
They pointin', they
like damn

Parallel park I'm ghost riding
Black diamonds man I'm racial
I'm so fly man I need a
So I might let your ho drive it
Lil' pullin' man I like rough sex
out, I ain't never passed a drug test
You my lingo baby let's mingle
So I got a dollars worth of singles
I got racks in the of my camels
Still, still won't her Nathaniel
Life a gamble so I had to a bet
These ain't Air Max but a check
They took me out the but it's still in me
I been sellin' work we had Bill Clinton
I'm the voice of the so they still listen
On the back of the carton, ceiling missing

Every I stop, hoes like look at him
car I drive, niggas want one of them
They pointin', pointin'
like damn
They pointin', they
They like

Every I stop, hoes like look at him
Every car I drive, niggas want one of
They pointin', pointin'
like damn
They pointin', they
They damn