Luyện nghe bài hát Here We Come

Yo, baby girl, fuck is the deal?
Nah you know I'm I'm on my way fo' sho'
Nah well and Murph they with me already
And you know Leezy on his way we gonna be out in a minute
But goin on with you though? 'Cause I hope you ain't frontin'
'Cause it's too at night for that y'know?

we come
Here we now, girl
All you
(Baby girl)

You know, I spend hot shit need be
Only nigga that can take a still in 3-D
If need be, I'm leavin' the party with
Cocky bowlegged hairr and Fendi
That ain't nuttin', how her twin sister Mindy
I spit like that, I get brains like that
Butter-soft leather seats, it came like
If sex was football, I'd be a back

I can only get low and I fumble
Make ya throw ya hands up when I in the zone
So if on it's on, shit, I'm takin' you home
I got my own doghouse, own thrown, own
She like my bizza, my bad, dog
You Lunatics and that's what I be sayin' 'bout
Hell, not an M.D. but I'm on call
And I got a stick for ya not to stall

So here we
Here we come now,
All you
(Baby girl)

'Cause we be Vokal'd down the sky to the ground
Sippin' Alize, a puffin' on a pound
Hollerin' now, slow down, switch it up
Mami, frown, go down, heat it up

'Cause we be Vokal'd from the sky to the ground
Alize, a steady puffin' on a pound
Hollerin' whoa now, down, switch it up
Mami, don't frown, go down, it up

I'm like a New Edition, y'all not Ronnie Bobby and
Not even Ralph or Johnny, instead it rain tonight
Is the end? Damn right I, turn out like Ike
Until Vanessa Del Rio like over McKnight
Said, oh no, baby kissin' me as she goin' down low
that demo oh, can tell that you a pro
Swore up and you never did this before, whatever just go slow

Hated by all types, baby, fathers and
The type to fight, I'm the one they women like
He think he tight, he think he got more game Spike Lee
Running through his like an IV, high speed
Tightest for five G's of Al D.
catch me now while my price is low
Demandin' five digits when the blow
Another zero for a show, just to let you niggaz know, now

Here we
Here we now, girl
All you
(Baby girl)

'Cause we be down from the sky to the ground
Alize, a steady puffin' on a pound
Hollerin' whoa now, slow down, it up
Mami, don't frown, go down, it up

'Cause we be Vokal'd down the sky to the ground
Sippin' Alize, a puffin' on a pound
Hollerin' now, slow down, switch it up
Mami, frown, go down, heat it up

You see me and my niggaz come out on the weekends
'Cause the too busy creepin'
Freakin' wit yo' rat, now picture
she with you she not speakin' but she weaken
Lettin' me know that she really thinkin'
About a nigga even I'm not wit her
I'm frosty all year while you in the winter
My gettin' fatter, your pockets gettin' thinner

I ain't baptized, so you callin' me a
Overpaid, 29, me a young tenor
Nelly, stop, don't leave, don't stop I'm in her
She ready for whatever, I even bought her dinner
I started the on the bench with splinters
Beggin' your coach, let you play for a
And last seconds of the game, you waitin' to enter
I gotta hear the buzzer boy, I know who the winner, come on

we come
Here we come now,
All you
(Baby girl)

we be Vokal'd down from the sky to the ground
Sippin' Alize, a steady puffin' on a
Hollerin' now, slow down, switch it up
Mami, frown, go down, heat it up

'Cause we be Vokal'd down from the sky to the
Sippin' Alize, a puffin' on a pound
Hollerin' whoa now, slow down, it up
Mami, frown, go down, heat it up

Here we y'all, here we come
Here we come y'all, we come
Here we y'all, here we come
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