Luyện nghe bài hát Come Up

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You to come up, I am the come up
I be right 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 out bla-bladow, bla-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 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 know I promised my niggaz I'd never leave the but
Shit - I done been through six Ranges
Hand on the Eagle, yeah I got them Mike Vick
Throwin 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 leave them in shock
That second shot, that's that body drop (you heard me?)
And still askin '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 Game do that, my Tyga do that
Heard the new cat, I whipped the Range through that
I'm in Toronto, got a condo
Sittin courtsides with Drake, Hector and
Bitches know my name, it's Lifestyle, she fuck with
Dick too big like my lifestyle, you fuck 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 Reagan Airport, yeah, I'm on my
Louis Vuitton luggage peanut butter the red wheels
when the "RED" album dropped, I'm gettin head still
In the club, lookin you niggaz
These bitches gas them niggaz, Drizzy ask niggaz
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