Luyện nghe bài hát Come Up

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You tryin to 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 good, go on 'head, throw your one up
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And scream out 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 like me
Game:]
My nigga Funeral Fad told me back in
Rap ain't nuttin but cash money bitches, cars and trees
Cristal by the cases, bad bitches by the
And I know I promised my niggaz I'd leave the block; but
Shit changes - I done through six Ranges
Hand on the Eagle, yeah I got them Vick fingers
Throwin bullets on par with the
Hit your whole faculty, like ain't nobody me
you do, you be layin in a box
While Ja (da) "Kiss That Ass Goodbye" L.O.X.
First shot leave niggaz in shock
That shot, that's when 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 Pacquiao fight then, with Tyson
The way he's stickin and movin the knife, might win
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Yeah, uhh
Testarossas, keep an toaster
It's Hub City finest, they the mostest
My nigga do that, my nigga 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 with that
Dick too big like my lifestyle, you fuck that?
Poppin champagne, we do the thing
Standin on the couch, it's Game, that's the campaign
Big in my pocket, on my wrist
At the Ronald Reagan Airport, yeah, I'm on my
Louis Vuitton peanut butter with the red wheels
Started when the "RED" album dropped, I'm gettin still
In the club, lookin you niggaz
bitches gas them niggaz, Drizzy ask them niggaz
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