Luyện nghe bài hát They Point

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

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

Like Ross, everyday I'm hustlin'
Gettin' off (like who?) Jennifer Hudson
Pack a hammer,
Shooter,
Slide through batches think I'm rich
Breakin' necks, turnin' heads like the
Thumbs up like the button
good, no rib touchin'
Runnin' with a bundle, never
Countin' so bread I got Carpal tunnel
paint (from where?) Maaco
Beige, like a
They hate me on the outside, love me in the
me in the back seat while I let a friend drive
Half a pound two stacks, a unit 10-5
I stay out here by Sully so you know a been fly

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

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

My pockets some'n serious, mansion on a
Main that nigga got more 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
how you stay on top, missionary sex
Rubberband business, know you heard of
I got the town talkin, you scurred of that
None less than ten figures, you what I'm worth
Record sales, money, not including merch'
Club full of bitches, pocket full of
Blunt of weed, cup full of drank
Me raw dog, ain't no way in hell
Before I risk my life it be a day in hell
But bitch take it off, we go show and tell
And I'm fuckin' that pussy I'm fresh out of jail

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

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

Parallel park while I'm riding
Black man I'm racial profiling
I'm so fly man I need a
So I let your damn ho drive it
Lil' hair man I like rough sex
Dropped out, I ain't never a drug test
You know my lingo let's mingle
So I got a dollars worth of singles
I got in the cargo of my camels
Still, still won't give her
a gamble so I had to make a bet
These Air Max but make a check
They took me out the but it's still in me
I sellin' work since we had Bill Clinton
I'm the of the streets so they still listen
On the back of the carton, ceiling missing

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

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