Luyện nghe bài hát Comin' Up

Yo, I'm to.. cold to the right, hot to the left,
Turn them on, let the warm run on my chest
and away the stress.
I to my mama she die a happy woman on my very last breath.
back, reminisin'- how many have left us
OGs who to squeeze with the best touch.
Hold they chrome, and hold they own. It's up,
Now a nigga livin' his ancestas.
- 23, turnin' like 45 in a year,
I'm for the days when I'm out in the clear...
you know, livin'.
I might, sacrifice my life but I won't in.
Until we spokes has bin in, and my home is out,
and ain't with no less than half a million.
In a on some acres, and half these children.
Livin' the life they deserve and fake realism.
I hit you with the wisom, you with it
then 'em -- THE NUTS.
If you dissin, me from a distance.
I'ma hit you with the words that'll make soul vibrate.
The things that we contemplate, when we up...
Keep this rap shit **AIGHT**.

Imagine the day black forever,
for the sun to come up.
As hard as you try, a lie
you change the weather.
Maybe I stop giving a fuck.
*Plus* You bin tellin me that goes on,
but as this rap trek belongs.
You start wonderin' what else go wrong..
*All you can do is your song* in the pockets nigga.

Nigga life journey to the me, these endless questions,
they play my dome-piece..
What am I do all the groupies that I meet?
I turn the other cheek,
or do I turn the other
Please freak, you touched by this
West connection,
let me rub on titties.
-And get in it for a to win it,
let you fall in love with it, I'm out.
I got work to finish, the music is ma business.
She love me, I trust her, to my bigness.
Now ladies, if u I'ma make you my witness.
I got no for bitches.
Baby, out the quickness.
Groupie parade plague, it's a sickness.
Who say, that socks got it locked from
LA to Brickston, I'm broke,
for that kill for my position.
I rap to that Vince at Sky Dome,
if you see me on the beat, ET home.
And tell yo mama the drama - your old high friends
on the tube Toronto.
And doin' it right, his life.
Disease to flight when he caresses the mic.
Sendin' this one out to cats with hype,
do it for you,
keep this rap tight *aight*