Luyện nghe bài hát Just Like That

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I lookin' for sunshine but I ain't lil' flipper
Yeah, I'm a but I' am not the lil' dipper
Always been dappin ever a lil' n***
So b*** 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 chillin' in the of the beast
Waitin' for my release date, a n*** as hell
But I'll be you catch me walkin' for some cheesecake

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

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

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

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

You can't go now
Just that
(I'm gonna have fun with the last though)
Just like
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 story ain't well enough, your lies buildin' up
You made homie, so for you I keep a switchblade on me

I don't need a gun for your a***
I give your a*** a 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 like boy

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

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