Luyện nghe bài hát Just Like That

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

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

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

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

Your way to old n***, I like H2O n***
every place you go n***, I knows 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*** up and too good
Not a don't wantchu back n***
Just that

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

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

I lookin' for that sunshine but I lil' flipper
Yeah, I'm a star but I' am not the dipper
Always been dappin since a lil' 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 in the belly of the beast
Waitin' for my date, a n*** hungry as hell
But I'll be damn you me walkin' for some cheesecake

I'll be in each state, new on my arm
Blue twenty on the 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 like
On my got two glocks
rap s*** didn't make me crazy
If it ain't about the n*** f*** you, pay me

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

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

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

You was in my class, you's a b***
you was this s*** but now your class dismissed
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 your
I your a*** a head start before I run for your a***
Fat boy, I'm you put on that act boy
I thought you was my man, you gonna do me that 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***, your soul to get rich n***
So I guess it's time expose ya whole n***
Yours truly Mims, the last
The lesson for today is done, over