Luyện nghe bài hát Announcement

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

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

And your girl 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 Side this one
Hide your gun, Chi-Town to the fullest
Raps or bullets, see them rappers, they be
When Com be buckin in the kitchen,

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

paid off so Lincoln paid me
No we can push more than slavery
Alex Haley and rap shit, my roots is deep
You the bitch is you, yeah I know whats beef

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

Id like to announce
Throw you hands up when we in the
Yeah, this is hip hop
Im fin to take you to the tip top

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

Baby, youre like, what the There is no other
Valet my Rolls so quickly I bought another
Sorry Mr. moved out the building
Spot to the top, fifty feet was the ceiling

Slow down son, killin em, well funded it was not
Came to shitty deals, reminiscing me chills
Puff was with Biggie, Versace on every niggie
The backpacker copped the Porsche and drove to his

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

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

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

And tell your girl 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

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

The Kojak, I get money and want mo stacks
The rap photographer, the way the flow
say, Are you a philosopher?
Yeah yeah, I on top of ya Uh!

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

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