Luyện nghe bài hát Come Up

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You tryin to up, I am the come up
I be right here when the sun up
You gettin done up if you try and run up
You livin good, go on 'head, your one up
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And scream out bla-bladow,
Bla-bla-bladow, how ya me now?
I'm like bla-bladow,
Bla-bla-bladow, how ya me now?
It go bla-bladow,
Bla-bla-bladow, how ya like me
I'm bla-bladow, bla-bla-bladow
Bla-bla-bladow, how ya me now?
Game:]
My nigga Funeral Fad me back in oh-three
Rap ain't nuttin but cash money bitches, foreign cars and
by the cases, bad bitches by the flocks
And I I promised my niggaz I'd never leave the block; but
Shit changes - I done been through six
Hand on the Eagle, yeah I got them Mike fingers
bullets on par with the accuracy
Hit your whole faculty, like ain't jackin me
you do, you be layin in a box
While Ja (da) "Kiss That Ass Goodbye" L.O.X.
shot leave them niggaz in shock
That second shot, that's when that body (you heard me?)
And niggaz still 'bout "Detox"
tell 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 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, got a condo
Sittin courtsides Drake, Hector and Rondo
Bitches know my name, it's Lifestyle, she fuck that
Dick too big like my lifestyle, you fuck that?
champagne, we do the damn thing
Standin on the couch, it's money Game, the campaign
Big in my pocket, Obama on my
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, past you niggaz
These bitches gas them niggaz, Drizzy ask them
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