Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Go

Yo,
Aiyyo if I was from New York I'd probably be Harlem
An uptown with a hunger for stardom
Players runningback, coach I guard 'em
If you like me on your ma, you needs a starter
Beg pardon, kid is actin disrespectful
He walk up in the club, Slick Rick his neck full
to start a money war, what is he there for?
Stacks little paper, what he do for?
a few thousand out the roof of my Maybach
Just a little somethin that I got from
We cop, you see up in the windows
Shoppin sprees keep me ma, it's time to get some {?}
Turkey bacon, egg whites all up in my
Obscene how the protein a nigga lean
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It's obscene how the protein a nigga lean

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

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

I'm like a country-ass lookin for my goddess
Same attractin apparatus around, that can her
Pulled down the shades, clothes on your
She can go behind this lame and let go to work
Show a thou', bet shorty go berserk
Last night she on the pole, then mornin she in chruch
On her in both places, man I bet that hurt
Get you some extra funds, ya single moms
she slangin ass so you can say she buy sex
Plus she got a friend so I hope she
I park right to her, yeah that's me
Plus the 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
call up the Guinness Book, it's gotta be record
Like when I the beat I knew it had to be on my record
Know folks need it, I'm officially
The right to 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 around with his devilish glare
I Jimmy 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 50-cal eagle on (boom!)

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