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 streets keep me
I do it for tha hustlas, I do it for tha
I do it for the Gs tha Gs show me love

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

Then came tha clothes, then came the
Next I know, I'm a ghetto supastar
So here tha haters, travelin' by tha packs
But neva mind them a, bitch, I'm back

I pour up a cup, the swissa with cud
And it up so I can gatha 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 thought a nigga fell off
(Hell no, nigga)
But if I decide not to rhyme, no rhymes
I'm a still be off 'cause, bitch, I'm back

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

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

I don't care fame fuck bein' a star
Let dem all the pictures, just gimme his car
Then gimme his house and his and chain
On tha account, credit cards jot my name

But I one come with tha other
So I go, I'm a writin' rap hustla
I'm too blessed to complain about
So where I sign? Take ya pictures
'Cause, bitch, I'm

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

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

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

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

Still wasn't 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 lotta game from that

Just true, my nigga and do you?
And, another, tryin' 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 it up so I can gatha my thoughts
Mo' money, mo'
They say that's how it is ya live like a boss

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