Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Go

Yo,
Aiyyo if I was from New York I'd probably be Harlem
An uptown nigga a hunger for stardom
Players runningback, coach I can't 'em
If you like me on team ma, you needs a starter
Beg pardon, kid is actin disrespectful
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 for?
Throw a few thousand out the of my Maybach
Just a somethin that I got from Reebok
We cop, e'rything you see up in the
Shoppin keep me hungry ma, it's time to get some {?}
Turkey bacon, egg all up in my griddle
Obscene how the protein keep a nigga
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It's obscene how the keep a nigga lean

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

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

I'm like a Adonis lookin for my goddess
Same attractin around, that can find her
down the shades, clothes on your body
She can go behind lame and let shorty go to work
Show a couple thou', bet 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 extra funds, support ya single moms
Heard she ass so you can say she buy sex
she got a friend so I hope she bi-sex
I park right next to her, yeah me
Plus the house up on the hill, baby yeah 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 be record
Like when I the beat I knew it had to be on my record
Know folks it, I'm officially elected
The right to arms, I'm officially protected
So if I call you out, don't argue, it
Matter fact, go hit the showers, you ejected!
I used to slang the Jimmy Crack I didn't care
I seen jack corn homie, I was there
When Jimmy turned with his devilish glare
I Jimmy waistline, partner he wouldn't dare (c'mon)
I can burn chest like shots of Patron
Fuck a drink, I'm talkin 50-cal eagle holmes
... Ah ah ah ah
I drop and get my 50-cal desert eagle on (boom!)

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