Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Go

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

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

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

I'm a country-ass Adonis lookin for my goddess
Same attractin apparatus around, can find her
Pulled down the shades, clothes on body
She can go this lame and let shorty go to work
Show a couple thou', bet shorty go
Last she on the pole, then this mornin she in chruch
On her in both places, man I bet that hurt
Get you extra funds, support ya single moms
Heard she ass so you can say she buy sex
Plus she got a so I hope she bi-sex
I right next 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, I'm on that spinach
Somebody call up the Guinness Book, it's gotta be
Like when I heard the beat I it had to be on my record
Know folks need it, I'm elected
The to bear arms, I'm officially protected
So if I call you out, don't argue, it
fact, go hit the showers, you officially ejected!
I used to slang the Crack when I didn't care
I seen jack corn homie, I was there
When Jimmy around with his devilish glare
I showed waistline, partner he wouldn't dare (c'mon)
I can your chest like shots of Patron
Fuck a drink, I'm talkin 50-cal desert eagle
... Ah ah ah ah
I drop down and get my 50-cal eagle on (boom!)

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