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
Players runningback, coach I 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, Slick Rick his neck full
to start a money war, what is he there for?
Stacks paper, what he do that for?
Throw a few out the roof of my Maybach
Just a little somethin that I got Reebok
We cop, e'rything you see up in the
sprees keep me hungry ma, it's time to get some {?}
Turkey bacon, egg whites all up in my
Obscene how the protein keep a nigga
...
It's obscene how the protein keep a nigga

Nelly]
We got a in here?! HELL NO!
We got a in here?! I SAID HELL NO!
You wanna set it off?! HELL YEAH!
You wanna 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, let's go, go (hey!)
Let's go, let's go, let's go, go
Let's go, 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 in my Coupe (what?)
I'm in my Coupe with my chick on the side

I'm like a country-ass Adonis for my goddess
Same attractin around, that can find her
down the shades, clothes on your body
She can go behind this lame and let shorty go to
Show a couple thou', bet shorty go
Last night she on the pole, then this mornin she in
On her knees in both places, man I bet that
Get you some funds, support ya single moms
Heard she ass so you can say she buy sex
Plus she got a friend so I hope she
I park right next to her, yeah me
the house up on the hill, baby yeah that's me

See I'm a U-City alumni, out my one eye
to Popeye, when I'm on that spinach
Somebody 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 it, I'm officially elected
The right to bear arms, I'm protected
So if I call you out, argue, respect 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 Jimmy waistline, partner he wouldn't dare (c'mon)
I can burn your chest shots of Patron
a drink, I'm talkin 50-cal desert eagle holmes
... Ah ah ah ah
I drop down and get my 50-cal desert on (boom!)

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