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, pushin' new whip
Drop top new six, white on white new
I'm just pimping across the like Ludacris

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

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

Your way to old n***, I flow like H2O
Know 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 hood wantchu back n***
like that

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

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

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

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

be in each state, new b*** on my arm
Blue twenty on the chain and there were six on the
I'm a don m*** kissed a ring 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
This rap s*** make me crazy
If it about the money n*** f*** you, pay me

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

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

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

You was never in my class, you's a
Thought you was this s*** but now your dismissed
The story ain't well enough, your keep buildin' up
You b*** made homie, so for you I keep a 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 you was my man, you gonna do me like that boy

But you what they say and I'm callin' it out
the pressure cook 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 soul to get rich n***
So I guess it's time expose ya s*** n***
truly Mims, the last soldier
The lesson for today is done, over