Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Go

Yo,
Aiyyo if I was from New York I'd be from Harlem
An uptown nigga with a for stardom
Players runningback, I can't 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, Rick with his neck full
Goin to start a money war, 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 Reebok
We cop, e'rything you see up in the
sprees keep me hungry ma, it's time to get some {?}
Turkey bacon, egg all up in my griddle
Obscene how the keep a nigga lean
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It's obscene how the protein a nigga lean

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

I'm a country-ass Adonis lookin for my goddess
attractin apparatus around, that can find her
Pulled down the shades, clothes on your
She can go behind 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 knees in places, man I bet that hurt
Get you extra funds, support 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 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, when I'm on that
Somebody call up the Book, it's gotta be record
Like when I the beat I knew it had to be on my record
Know need it, I'm officially 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 the Jimmy Crack when I didn't care
I Jimmy 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 burn your 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 desert on (boom!)

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