Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Go

Yo,
Aiyyo if I was from New York I'd probably be from
An uptown nigga with a for stardom
runningback, coach I can't guard 'em
If you like me on your team ma, you needs a
Beg your pardon, kid is actin
He walk up in the club, Rick with his neck full
Goin to a money war, what is he there for?
Stacks little paper, what he do that
Throw a few out the roof of my Maybach
Just a little that I got from Reebok
We cop, e'rything you see up in the
Shoppin sprees keep me hungry ma, it's time to get {?}
Turkey bacon, egg whites all up in my
how the protein keep a nigga lean
...
It's obscene how the protein keep a nigga

Nelly]
We got a in here?! HELL NO!
We got a problem in here?! I HELL NO!
You niggaz set it off?! HELL YEAH!
You really wanna set it off?! YEAH!
Then let's go, go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, go, let's go, let's go (hey!)
Let's go, let's go, let's go, go
go, let's goooo (hey!)

I'm just chillin in my Coupe (what?) chillin in my (what?)
I'm chillin in my Coupe with my chick on the
I'm just chillin in my Coupe (what?) I'm chillin in my (what?)
I'm chillin in my Coupe with my on the side

I'm like a Adonis lookin for my goddess
Same apparatus around, that can find her
Pulled down the shades, clothes on body
She can go behind lame and let shorty go to work
a couple thou', bet shorty go berserk
Last night she on the pole, this mornin she in chruch
On her in both places, man I bet that hurt
Get you some extra funds, ya single moms
Heard she ass so you can say she buy sex
Plus she got a friend so I she bi-sex
I park right to her, yeah that's me
the house up on the hill, baby yeah that's me

See I'm a alumni, lookin out my one eye
Similar to Popeye, when I'm on spinach
Somebody call up the Guinness Book, gotta be record
Like when I heard the beat I knew it had to be on my
Know folks need it, I'm officially
The to bear arms, I'm officially protected
So if I you out, don't argue, respect it
Matter fact, go hit the showers, you ejected!
I used to slang the Crack when I didn't care
I seen Jimmy corn homie, I was there
When Jimmy turned around his devilish glare
I showed waistline, partner he wouldn't dare (c'mon)
I can burn your chest like of Patron
Fuck a drink, I'm talkin 50-cal desert holmes
... Ah ah ah ah
I drop down and get my desert eagle on (boom!)

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