Luyện nghe bài hát Come Up

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You tryin to up, I am the come up
I be standin right here the sun up
You done up if you niggaz try and run up
You livin good, go on 'head, your one up
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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 like me
I'm like bla-bladow,
Bla-bla-bladow, how ya like me
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My Funeral Fad told me back in oh-three
Rap ain't nuttin but cash money bitches, foreign cars and
Cristal by the cases, bad by the flocks
And I I promised my niggaz I'd never leave the block; but
changes - I done been through six Ranges
Hand on the Eagle, yeah I got them Vick fingers
Throwin bullets on par with the
Hit your faculty, like ain't nobody jackin me
you do, you be layin in a box
While Ja (da) "Kiss Ass Goodbye" {MUAH} L.O.X.
shot leave them niggaz in shock
That second shot, that's that body drop (you heard me?)
And niggaz still askin "Detox"
I'll tell you if you tell me who killed 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, keep an extra
It's Hub City finest, respect the mostest
My Game do that, my nigga Tyga do that
Heard about the new cat, I whipped the Range that
I'm in Toronto, DeMar got a
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, money Game, that's the campaign
Big in my pocket, Obama on my
At the Ronald Airport, yeah, I'm on my shit
Louis Vuitton luggage peanut butter the red wheels
Started the "RED" album dropped, I'm gettin head still
In the club, lookin you niggaz
These gas them niggaz, Drizzy ask them niggaz
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