Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Go

Yo,
Aiyyo if I was from New York I'd probably be from
An uptown nigga a hunger for stardom
Players runningback, coach I guard 'em
If you like me on your team ma, you needs a
Beg your pardon, kid is disrespectful
He walk up in the club, Slick Rick his neck full
Goin to a money war, what is he there for?
little paper, what he do that for?
Throw a few thousand out the roof of my
Just a little somethin I got from Reebok
We cop, you see up in the windows
Shoppin sprees keep me hungry ma, 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

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

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

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 go berserk
night she on the pole, then this mornin she in chruch
On her knees in places, man I bet that hurt
Get you some extra funds, support ya single
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 that's me

See I'm a U-City alumni, out my one eye
Similar to Popeye, when I'm on spinach
Somebody call up the Guinness Book, it's gotta be
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
fact, go hit the showers, you officially ejected!
I used to slang the Jimmy Crack when I didn't
I seen Jimmy jack homie, I was there
Jimmy turned around with his devilish glare
I showed Jimmy waistline, he wouldn't dare (c'mon)
I can burn your like shots of Patron
a drink, I'm talkin 50-cal desert eagle holmes
... Ah ah ah ah
I down and get my 50-cal desert eagle on (boom!)

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