Luyện nghe bài hát Come Up

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You tryin to up, I am the come up
I be standin here when the sun up
You done up if you niggaz try and run up
You good, go on 'head, throw your one up
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And scream out bla-bladow,
Bla-bla-bladow, how ya like me
I'm bla-bladow, bla-bla-bladow
Bla-bla-bladow, how ya me now?
It go bla-bladow,
Bla-bla-bladow, how ya me now?
I'm like bla-bladow,
Bla-bla-bladow, how ya me now?
Game:]
My nigga Funeral Fad told me in oh-three
Rap ain't nuttin but cash money bitches, foreign cars and
Cristal by the cases, bad by the flocks
And I know I promised my I'd never leave the block; but
Shit changes - I done been six Ranges
Hand on the Eagle, yeah I got them Mike fingers
bullets on par with the accuracy
Hit your faculty, like ain't nobody jackin me
Before you do, you be in a box
While Ja (da) "Kiss That Ass Goodbye" L.O.X.
First shot them niggaz in shock
That second shot, that's when that body drop (you me?)
And still askin 'bout "Detox"
I'll you if you tell me who killed 'Pac; aight then~!
I'm at this Pacquiao fight then, Tyson
The way he's and movin the knife, Floyd might win
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Yeah, uhh
Testarossas, an extra toaster
It's Hub City finest, respect the mostest
My nigga Game do that, my nigga do that
Heard about the new cat, I whipped the Range that
I'm in Toronto, got a condo
courtsides with Drake, Hector and Rondo
Bitches know my name, Lifestyle, she fuck with that
Dick too big like my lifestyle, you with that?
Poppin champagne, we do the thing
Standin on the couch, it's Game, that's the campaign
Big in my pocket, on my wrist
At the Ronald Airport, yeah, I'm on my shit
Vuitton luggage peanut butter with the red wheels
Started when the "RED" album dropped, I'm gettin still
In the club, lookin you niggaz
These bitches gas niggaz, Drizzy ask them niggaz
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