Luyện nghe bài hát Going Back

[verse1: Bigg
I New York
Every Saturday at the we doing smoke
the week plannin' the stroke
Throw away! away! Runnin' from the police
Check it! Hello Now give me!
I'm like GSP, the call me nigga gorilla
the gun at me and pulled the trigger
You're "Get The Dollar" isn't for you nigga
Killa killa, so be a killa
Your to talk!
I cannot hear his voice through New York

[chorus: Bigg
Going
We don't think the
I have hit his head
I have left his bed completely red

BACK!

[verse2: Jim
So listen! my time!
with 'em Rich!
Check it in my sneakers, comin' after another bitch
Going back! A was between me and my contract
Shot the Rock! the Dway!
I'm hungry? Not
Nah, I don't know blew nigga
I that was the killa
Flight to Cali, to Rome
My respect on the has not changed
Now I gotta private jet, but I got the name
I'm still T.B.S. Thug fuckin' your mo'fuckin' game

Sound]
What?
One time!

[Jim
My respect on the has not changed
Now I private jet, but I got the same name
I'm wit' T.B.S. Thug fuckin' your mo'fuckin' game

Bigg Sound]
Going
We think the contract
I have hit his head
I have left his bed completely red

[verse3: Sound]
Hug to J.
50 Cent is to my block
I try to do like
I still remember my
In the main for exchangin' ideas wit' Cadence
Speak up!
Speech New York! Mom to stand up
is my paper? I'm comin' back
I'm wit' me my gat
A Benz, a cap
New York will always be the Smalls crib
Here the sound will always be on the street

[chorus: Bigg
back
We don't the contract
I have hit his head
I would have his bed completely red
Going
We don't think the
I would hit his head
I would have his bed completely red

BACK!