Luyện nghe bài hát Just Like That

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

Just like Easy, I'm roofless
Catch me with your breezy, pushin' new whip
Drop top new six, white on new kicks
I'm pimping across the world like Ludacris

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

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

Your way to old n***, I flow like H2O
every place you go n***, I knows you
Puppet on the string right n*** I own you
the hook in now, something for me to zoom thru

Just like
Her blow 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 attack, yeah
Just like
like that

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

You can't go now
like that
(I'm gonna have fun the last verse though)
Just that
You go back now
(Check out)

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

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

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

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