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' that new
Drop top new six, white on new kicks
I'm pimping across the world like Ludacris

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

S*** ain't changed different toilet the same s***
Ain't no half steppin' on Big Daddy game s***
I walk a hustler, pimpin' hustlers language
We don't know each 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, for me to zoom thru

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

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

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

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

And Corie said, "Man you to bring it to the streets"
So now I'm chillin' in the belly of the beast
Waitin' for my release date, a 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 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 on me like 2Pac
On my left got two
This rap s*** make me crazy
If it ain't about the money n*** you, pay me

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

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

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

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

'Coz I don't a gun for your a***
I give your a*** a head start 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 they say and I'm callin' it out
When the pressure cook up the true come out
That's the lean in your a*** and a d*** in mouth
back and got the industry trickin' you out

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