Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Back

I do for tha block, I do this for the hood
I do this for tha streets 'cause the keep me good
I do it for tha hustlas, I do it for tha
I do it for the Gs 'cause tha Gs me love

I came in tha game seventeen, real
Only thang on my mind, make my momma
rockin' crowds, gettin' dope from shows
And as tha fame rolls then came the

Then came tha clothes, came the cars
thang I know, I'm a ghetto supastar
So here come tha haters, travelin' by tha
But neva mind 'cause a, bitch, I'm back

I pour up a cup, fill the swissa cud
And fire it up so I can my thoughts
Mo' money, mo'
They say that's how it is ya live like a boss

You see, I been on my grind for time
And tha streets thought a fell off
(Hell no, nigga)
But if I decide not to rhyme, no rhymes
I'm a still be well off 'cause, bitch, I'm

A born boss, got to lose
Still shinin' in the game, got nothin' to
Got rich independent, need no deal
Had before I signed, didn't need no meals

Got hustles on tha side, I got to rap
And if all fails, I still got tha trap
I don't, you rappers, y'all fake to me
I don't, you niggas, y'all snakes to me

I care 'bout fame fuck bein' a star
Let dem take all the pictures, gimme his car
Then his house and his watch and chain
On tha bank account, credit jot my name

But I guess one come tha other
So here I go, I'm a rap hustla
I'm too blessed to about that
So where I gotta Take ya pictures
'Cause, bitch, I'm

I up a cup, fill the swissa with cud
And fire it up so I can my thoughts
Mo' money, mo'
say that's how it is when ya live like a boss

You see, I been on my grind for time
And tha streets a nigga fell off
(Hell no, nigga)
But if I decide not to rhyme, no more
I'm a still be well off 'cause, bitch, I'm

They say tha truth hit, so fuck it
I'm a go an' keep a hundred for tha
I dropped already but it only sold gold
And lookin' at me like I sold my soul

'Cause I'm rappin' D and not mista Lee
But ya on ya grind, sometimes ya can't see
Before Mike and Paul was signed
I was at tryin' to find ma mind

Still tippin' toppin', three kings just dropped
And I'm a artist tryin' to get on top
So I listened to my label, to break [Incomprehensible]
And learned a whole lotta from that

Just true, my nigga and do you?
And, what another, to tell you to do
Continue to facts, you can bump in them lacs
And oh, yeah, this a Lee
Bitch, I'm

I up a cup, fill the swissa with cud
And fire it up so I can gatha my
Mo' money, mo'
say that's how it is when ya live like a boss

You see, I been on my grind for time
And tha streets a nigga fell off
(Hell no, nigga)
But if I decide not to rhyme, no rhymes
I'm a be well off 'cause, bitch, I'm back