Luyện nghe bài hát Come Up

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You to come up, I am the come up
I be standin right 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 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 bla-bladow, bla-bla-bladow
Bla-bla-bladow, how ya like me
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My nigga Funeral Fad told me 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 I'd never leave the block; but
Shit changes - I done been six Ranges
on the Eagle, yeah I got them Mike Vick fingers
Throwin on par with the accuracy
Hit whole faculty, like ain't nobody jackin me
Before you do, you be in a box
While Ja (da) "Kiss Ass Goodbye" {MUAH} L.O.X.
First leave them niggaz in shock
That second shot, that's when body drop (you heard me?)
And still askin 'bout "Detox"
I'll tell you if you me who killed 'Pac; aight then~!
I'm at this Pacquiao fight then, with
The way he's stickin and movin the knife, Floyd win
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Yeah, uhh
Testarossas, an extra toaster
It's Hub City finest, they respect the
My nigga Game do that, my nigga Tyga do
Heard about the new cat, I the Range through that
I'm in Toronto, DeMar got a
courtsides with Drake, Hector and Rondo
Bitches my name, it's Lifestyle, she fuck with that
Dick too big my lifestyle, you fuck with that?
champagne, we do the damn 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
Louis Vuitton luggage peanut butter the red wheels
Started when the "RED" dropped, I'm gettin head still
In the club, lookin you niggaz
These bitches gas them niggaz, Drizzy ask them
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