Luyện nghe bài hát Come Up

[Chorus 1 x2:
You to come up, I am the come up
I be standin right here the sun up
You gettin up if you niggaz try and run up
You livin good, go on 'head, your one up
2: Drake]
And out bla-bladow, bla-bla-bladow
Bla-bla-bladow, how ya me now?
I'm bla-bladow, bla-bla-bladow
Bla-bla-bladow, how ya like me
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 back in
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 been through six Ranges
Hand on the Eagle, yeah I got Mike Vick fingers
Throwin bullets on par the accuracy
Hit your whole faculty, like nobody jackin me
you do, you be layin in a box
While Ja (da) "Kiss Ass Goodbye" {MUAH} L.O.X.
First shot leave niggaz in shock
That second shot, that's when that body drop (you me?)
And niggaz still 'bout "Detox"
I'll you if you tell me who killed 'Pac; aight then~!
I'm at this fight then, with Tyson
The way he's stickin and the knife, Floyd might win
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Yeah, uhh
Testarossas, keep an extra
It's Hub finest, they respect the mostest
My nigga do that, my nigga Tyga do that
Heard about the new cat, I whipped the through that
I'm in Toronto, DeMar got a
Sittin courtsides with Drake, Hector and
Bitches my name, it's Lifestyle, she fuck with that
Dick too big like my lifestyle, you with that?
champagne, we do the damn thing
Standin on the couch, money Game, that's the campaign
Big in my pocket, on my wrist
At the Ronald Airport, yeah, I'm on my shit
Louis Vuitton luggage peanut butter with the red
Started when the "RED" album dropped, I'm head still
In the club, past you niggaz
These bitches gas them niggaz, Drizzy ask them
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