Luyện nghe bài hát Just Like That

Yeah, I'm back, b***, okay, us out

Just like Easy, n*** I'm
Catch me your breezy, pushin' that new whip
Drop top new six, white on new kicks
I'm just pimping across the like Ludacris

But n*** in the sayin' Mims done sold out
See me in the club and pullin' that gold out
But don't know I'm with the same n*** I came with
Same n*** from the hood, n*** I with

S*** ain't changed toilet it's the same s***
Ain't no half steppin' on some Big Daddy s***
I walk like a hustler, pimpin' language
We don't each others language 'coz your hustle is ancient

Your way to old n***, I flow like H2O
Know every place you go n***, I you
Puppet on the string that's n*** I own you
Bring the hook in now, something for me to thru

Just that
Her n*** blow up and too
Not a hood don't back n***
Just like

They see you on the cover of that Fortune
And an heart attack, yeah
Just that
like that

You can't go now
like that
Just that
You go back now

I lookin' for that but I ain't lil' flipper
Yeah, I'm a but I' am not the lil' dipper
Always been dappin ever since a n***
So b*** my swag used to call me L'l Gigger

And Corie said, "Man you to bring it to the streets"
So now I'm just chillin' in the belly of the
Waitin' for my date, a n*** hungry as hell
But I'll be damn you catch me walkin' for cheesecake

I'll be in each state, new on my arm
twenty on the chain and there were six on the charm
I'm a don kissed a ring when you see me
See I do I do like I do it for the TV

I'm too hot, so now all eye's on me 2Pac
On my got two glocks
rap s*** didn't make me crazy
If it about the money n*** f*** you, pay me

Just that
Her blow up and too good
Not a hood, wantchu back n***
like that

They see on the cover of Fortune Five
And catch an heart attack,
Just like
like that

You go back now
like that
(I'm gonna have fun the last verse though)
like that
You go back now
(Check out)

You was in my class, you's a b***
Thought you was this s*** but now your class
The story ain't well enough, your lies keep up
You b*** made homie, so for you I keep a on me

'Coz I don't need a gun for a***
I give your a*** a head start before I run for your
Fat boy, I'm watchin' you put on act boy
I thought you was my man, you gonna do me like boy

But you know what say and I'm callin' it out
When the cook up the true colors come out
That's the in your a*** and a d*** in your mouth
Sittin' back and got the industry you out

You's a bitch n***, sell your soul to get n***
So I guess it's time expose ya whole n***
truly Mims, the last soldier
The lesson for today is done, class