Luyện nghe bài hát Announcement

Im fin to take you to the tip top
Im fin to take you to the tip top
Im fin to you to the tip top baby

Everybody Id to announce
Throw you hands up we in the house
Yeah, is hip hop baby
Im fin to you to the tip top baby

And tell your that the tickets is out
And we gon do it till they us out
Cause is hip hop baby
Im fin to take you to the tip top

Live from the South this one
Hide your gun, Chi-Town to the fullest
or bullets, see them rappers, they be duckin
When Com be in the kitchen, fuckin

On the sink, got my mama a
Common is the link, thought the game was extinct
Lay there, jeans is as slim as Shady
Brought em back from the 80s, now lets make babies

Freestyle paid off so paid me
No we can push more whips slavery
Alex Haley and this rap shit, my is deep
You heard the bitch is you, yeah I know beef

Let it and I pop like grease
You niggas cant stop my feast, uh
I love her, she be needin the dick
it come to hip hop its just me and my bitch, uh

Everybody Id to announce
Throw you up when we in the house
Yeah, is hip hop baby
Im fin to take you to the tip top

And tell your that the tickets is out
And we gon do it they kickin us out
this is hip hop baby
Im fin to you to the tip top baby

Baby, like, what the fuck? There is no other
Valet crushed my so quickly I bought another
Sorry Mr. William out the building
Spot to the top, fifty with was the ceiling

Slow down son, youre killin em, well it was not
Came to shitty deals, give me chills
When Puff was Biggie, Versace on every niggie
The copped the Porsche and drove to his city

Now all the bitties from ugly to pretty
I was the magician em, made em listen
My dick is like a Blow Pop
And it gets stiffer than Botox baby

But show out baby and show me you gon act right
And Ill be pedaling like a track bike
She aint know the Casio cost a
Its been two years since I done it, now all the rappers it, what?

Everybody Id to announce
Throw you hands up we in the house
Yeah, is hip hop baby
Im fin to you to the tip top baby

And tell girl that the tickets is out
And we gon do it they kickin us out
Cause this is hip hop
Im fin to you to the tip top baby

As I sit back, relax Chicago on my back
Unzip the backpack, pull out a of Jack
Ill probably go to jail for, naw aint me
I style crazy and act like

The black Kojak, I get money and want mo
The rap photographer, the way the flow
Broads say, Are you a
yeah, I philosophize on top of ya Uh!

Everybody Id like to
Throw you hands up we in the house
Yeah, this is hip hop
Im fin to you to the tip top baby

And tell your that the tickets is out
And we gon do it they kickin us out
Cause this is hip hop
Im fin to take you to the tip top