Luyện nghe bài hát It's Like That

Yeah, un huh, this y'all, uhh
Watch y'all, un huh jigga
this y'all, un huh, uhh
Roc-a-fella ya'll, uhhhh, on yea
kid Capri and Jay-z, it's kid Capri and Jay-z
'Cause I'm like that yo! 'cause I'm like yo

As a young and dumb man, gun in the
Sold to those who couldn't take the pain
And had to it with baste
Couldn't the henny straight
I needed somethin' to
I needed to chase
Nowadays I throw shots back, leavin' nothin' to
is like a treadmill, niggas runnin' in place

Gettin' nowhere fast, a whole done past
I vowed to never stop winin', 'til the stop spinnin'
Rock hot Lenin, cop hot cars and hot
If it's not him then you got it confused, y'all not
My motto is simply I will not lose, abide by the rules
I buy my glock used, bodies on it, let me know anybody want it?
I'm raised, ill rational way
If you ain't live like I live then run with the

I done what I could to come up with this paper 'til this day
Run with the hood, guess it's of my nature, if hell awaits ya?
Nigga I'm with the razors, still flashin' ya shit
Try to pass me in a six, tight on the wrist
Every bit of 30 karats, is not a game
This isn't why I came, make these words find a spot on brain
And burn, I recycle my life
I shall

How is your flow?
'Cause I'm like yo
How is your dough?
'Cause I'm that yo
How white is your
'Cause I'm like yo
Only you know
'Cause I'm that

How tight is your
'Cause I'm like yo
How right is dough?
'Cause I'm like yo
How is your blow?
I'm like that yo
Only writers you
Watch yo

I'm a hop, skip, a jump from the pump
Spittin' a couple of curse words and hittin' you
Shit, I get in lumps
I'm a motherfucking problem is this you want
Overachiever, I love chicks that puff
And reefer paper, I hate the one's that up ya beeper
'Cause I go in ya deeper, I bone divas
Impregnate the world when I through your speakers

Fuck hot my got the fever
Niggas kick dirt, get ya block swiped up
I creep up when the heats up, caught him with his feet up
And shoes off, 'bout to off
Hatin' 'cause you turn the booze off
You dudes is too when I fuck with you all
I might bark your ex and at the locks
But other than that I ain't fucking with cats

Just me tied B.I. thug it that, me, dame and biggs
What's fuckin' that?
Y'all can diss jigga, get nothing for that
Other then a couple in ya back
Rappers y'all runnin' around I won't gun ya down
Last that fronted, two spun him around
Lord, except this offer here's somethin' for crown
I no malice, I just met his challenge, in one

How tight is flow?
'Cause I'm that yo
How right is your
Just I'm that yo
How white is your
I'm like that yo
Only writers you
Just that

How is your flow?
I'm like that yo
How right is dough?
Just that yo
How white is your
I'm like that yo
Only writers you
Just that

How tight is your
How is your dough?
How white is blow?
writers you know
How is your flow?
How right is dough?
How white is blow?
Only writers you

Girls and
All I
Stock
Rocks and
and guns
All I
Stock
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