Luyện nghe bài hát Announcement

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

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

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

Live from the South this one
Hide your gun, representing to the fullest
Raps or bullets, see them rappers, be duckin
Com be buckin in the kitchen, fuckin

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And tell your girl the tickets is out
And we gon do it till they 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, out a fifth of Jack
Ill probably go to for, naw that aint me
I style crazy and act like

The black Kojak, I get money and 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
Throw you up when we in the house
Yeah, this is hip hop
Im fin to take you to the tip top

And tell your girl 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