Luyện nghe bài hát Hope I Don't Go Back

What's
You need to it inside
what inside?
You're disturbing the

yeah, I done got too big to be hoppin'
Over barbed wire fences,
But I had one broad
She was so damn she use

What? Uhh, and ahh, and a VHS
And a VHS
I promise you
It was somethin' serious, so damn good

Hope I go back to slangin' ya-yo
llello, to get my mail
See a lot of don't know
The legendary status of which I from
Old like Cab Calloway

Hot damn, I him his thang he do

I don't go back to slangin' ya-yo
Slangin' llello, to get my
See a lot of people don't
The legendary status of I come from
Old school Cab Calloway

Hot damn, I taught him his he do

Been a since birth, mama sellin' dubs in church
Red-handed, caught me money our her purse
Got branded, whip scars on my back
'Cause I used to get beat, with racing car

But now me got wealth, holdin' a conference on my
Hands free car telephone like I'm talkin' to myself
Shootin' the breeze cuttin' it up real smooth
Choppin' it up like two men

about it, by the way B
What we doin' this on SoundScan?
If I in Japan, I'm in the Valley
Or next door in Gary Payton bowling alley

Or at the shootin' range, me and Banks
Or on the golf course, with Hanks
Or we lay in the sun, me my propers
a beat that's out of this world, lookin' down on doctors
Sippin' on the porch, watchin' my kids basketball
In the backyard on a 40 by 63 foot long sports

I don't go back to slangin' ya-yo
Slangin' llello, to get my
See a lot of people don't
The legendary status of which I come
Old school like Cab

Hot damn, I him his thang he do

Business spot up in the wilderness, and wild boars
days like this were made strictly for outdoors
Twenty inch super Bravos on my [unverified] everybody ain't poor
To be blessed with success with an independent-ass label

Check it out, marbles, I got the game from my Saint Thomas
Used to bank across the at Wells Fargo
But now Merrill Lynch
And think, I used to sit the bench

I remember gettin' chased by the cops, had to get my stomach
Full of a ounce of rocks, late afternoon
Probably waitin' for me outside of Vallejo Kaiser
Emergency with glocks, ready to ride

And hang me to death, somehow I managed to make my escape
The of the cafeteria by the vending machine department quickly
Found myself runnin' through the Friendship Apartment
there by the railroad tracks, around the corner from the
People's Continuation School
off in the lights, behind Je-nai's Liquor ooh

Hope I go back to slangin' ya-yo
Slangin' llello, to get my
See a lot of people don't
The status of which I come from
Old like Cab Calloway

Hot damn, I taught him his he do

Get my mail, check it out, dope game ain't
Now it seems the, white-collared crimes, are up phones
"Charlie Hustle, I got a few homies, I'm doing a
Should I go [unverified]"

I tell em, "Hell yeah, that's a done deal", drew them off the
[Unverified] them did my cover and my bus
Game warrior invested, worldwide clique, independent chips
Lay that down, lay that down, that's what I'm

I'm gonna tell you cool, 'cause your playa partner
his other money right, and then he'll sit up here
And he'll take it he'll say, "Hold on main"
Let me some phone booths

Let me get off into the business, dealers,
Let me get off the florist business, Beamers, barbershops
Get into commercial
Merchants, whatever fertilizes the way of livin'

You dig what I'm sayin' man? Ay
Playboy, I look at and I say, "Hold on main"
Lemme see what's down, lemme it
Lemme translate it into marbles
liquidate my revenues
You what I'm sayin' 40-Watermelon

Ay, but look here, I'm to sprinkle my
Godzilla brawler playboy untouchable
Mafia game warriors to adjust to the
goes down in they life, I ain't playin' wit it man

Hope I don't go to slangin' ya-yo
llello, to get my mail
See a lot of people don't
The legendary of which I come from
Old like Cab Calloway

Hot damn, I him his thang he do
There's too jealous brothers in this game
I stand the same, I gotta mine

Hope I don't go back to slangin'
llello, to get my mail
See a lot of don't know
The legendary of which I come from
Old school Cab Calloway

Hot damn, I him his thang he do
I gotta get my on

Don't wanna go, don't go
to the game, hey