Luyện nghe bài hát Hope I Don't Go Back

What's
You to take it inside
Take inside?
You're disturbing the

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

Uhh, and ahh, and a VHS camera
And a VHS
I you playboy
It was somethin' serious, so damn good

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

Hot damn, I taught him his he do

Hope I go back to slangin' ya-yo
llello, to get my mail
See a lot of people know
The legendary status of which I come
Old school like Cab

Hot damn, I taught him his he do

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

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

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

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

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

Hot damn, I taught him his he do

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

Check it out, marbles, I got the from my Uncle Saint Thomas
Used to bank across the street at Fargo
But now it's Merrill
And just think, I used to sit the

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

And hang me to death, somehow I managed to make my through
The back of the by the vending machine department quickly
Found myself runnin' through the Friendship Apartment
Over there by the railroad tracks, around the from the
Continuation High School
Somewhere off in the lights, behind Liquor ooh

Hope I don't go 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 taught him his he do

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

I tell em, "Hell yeah, a done deal", drew them off the hinges
them did my cover and my bus benches
Game warrior invested, worldwide sick-wid-it clique, chips
Lay down, lay that down, that's what I'm sayin'

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

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

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

Ay, but here, I'm here to sprinkle my
brawler playboy potnas untouchable
Mafia game to adjust to the situations
That goes in they life, I ain't playin' wit it man

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

Hot damn, I taught him his he do
There's too many jealous brothers in this
I can't stand the same, I mine

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

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

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