Luyện nghe bài hát Back Up

Bob, ya to this
Bob, yo head to
Bob, ya to this

They say I'm crazy but they faze me
Them be lovin' me 'cause I be thuggin' see
I'm just a cut boy, I in the cut boy
I test 'em up boy, 'cause I don't a fuck boy

Now, the fuck up
Throw ya up
the fuck up
Now what

the fuck up
Throw ya up
Back the up
Now nigga

I ain't trippin' naw, nigga
Any kind of weather, or whatever
I'm way too clever, status too
Talented and gifted, we it, I pitch it
A hog in the dog, ball, fall and
Touch all of y'all, off in the fog

Sippin', a tipsy, like Nipsy, fortune teller said it look bad
She was a gypsy, like fiend, a gangsta, nawha mean?
Underground, I'm under the ground, get the mainstream
Pistol packin', totin', smokin' cuttin', throatin',
I told ya, back up Rova, it's

They say I'm crazy but they can't me
chicks be lovin' me 'cause I be thuggin' see
I'm a cut boy, I hang in the cut boy
I 'em up boy, 'cause I don't give a fuck boy

Watch me flippa, flippa, treat em' like a
it and spin it fast, just like a Oozie
Ain't let it blues me, let nothin' get to me
Come back hard and star in my own

If ya think ya know me man, you know me
I done seen it all and done it all, ain't nothin' you can me
I roll with high rollers and purse
Cut boys, homie still cause throw backa's

B.G. Skeeza's that count cheese and keys
Screamin' C, please let me see ya
I keep it real like dog and black dog
I'm attack dog, waitin' to jack and y'all

They say I'm crazy but can't faze me
Them chicks be me 'cause I be thuggin' see
I'm a cut boy, I hang in the cut boy
I test em' up boy, 'cause I give a fuck boy

the fuck up
Throw ya up
the fuck up
Now what

Back the up
Throw ya up
the fuck up
Now what

Ridin' the wrong way down a one way on a Sunday
With a A.K., the base hay, wildin' out, wildin' out boy
With a pocket full of stones, I'm in the
Do the walk, do the gangsta bounce
Now show ya gold's boy, mean mug that
Now show ya boy

They say I'm crazy but they can't me
chicks be lovin' me 'cause I be thuggin' see
I'm a cut boy, I hang in the cut boy
I test em' up boy, 'cause I give a fuck boy

the fuck up
Throw ya up
Back the up
Now what

Back the up
ya hood up
Back the up
Now nigga

Once again, you have listening to
An XL and C-murder
Ya know, I told him, if he get me the
I could him up, ya heard me
Holla, holla, holla,