Luyện nghe bài hát Come Up

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You tryin to come up, I am the 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, throw 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 me now?
I'm bla-bladow, bla-bla-bladow
Bla-bla-bladow, how ya me now?
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My nigga Fad told me back in oh-three
Rap ain't nuttin but cash money bitches, foreign cars and
Cristal by the cases, bad bitches by the
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 fingers
Throwin bullets on par the accuracy
Hit your whole faculty, like nobody jackin me
Before you do, you be in a box
While Ja (da) "Kiss Ass Goodbye" {MUAH} L.O.X.
First shot leave them niggaz in
That second shot, when that body drop (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, with
The way he's stickin and the knife, Floyd might win
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Yeah, uhh
Testarossas, keep an toaster
It's Hub City finest, they the mostest
My nigga Game do that, my nigga Tyga do
about the new cat, I whipped the Range through that
I'm in Toronto, DeMar got a
Sittin courtsides with Drake, Hector and
Bitches my name, it's Lifestyle, she fuck with that
Dick too big like my lifestyle, you fuck with
Poppin champagne, we do the thing
Standin on the couch, it's money Game, that's the
Big in my pocket, Obama on my
At the Ronald Reagan Airport, yeah, I'm on my
Louis Vuitton luggage butter with the red wheels
Started when the "RED" album dropped, I'm gettin still
In the club, lookin you niggaz
These bitches gas them niggaz, Drizzy ask them
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