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

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

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

Your way to old n***, I like H2O n***
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 don't wantchu back
Just like

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

You can't go now
Just that
Just that
You can't go 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*** my swag used 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 n*** hungry as
But I'll be damn you 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*** 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
rap s*** didn't make me crazy
If it about the money n*** f*** you, pay me

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

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

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

You was never in my class, you's a
Thought you was this but now your class dismissed
The story well enough, your lies keep buildin' up
You b*** made homie, so for you I keep a on me

'Coz I don't 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 that boy

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

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