Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Go

Yo,
Aiyyo if I was from New I'd probably be from Harlem
An uptown nigga a hunger for stardom
runningback, coach I can't guard 'em
If you me on your team ma, you needs a starter
Beg pardon, kid is actin disrespectful
He walk up in the club, Slick Rick with his full
to start a money war, what is he there for?
Stacks little paper, he do that for?
Throw a few 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 hungry ma, time to get some {?}
Turkey bacon, egg whites all up in my
Obscene how the protein keep a nigga
...
It's how the protein keep a nigga lean

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 really set it off?! H-H-HELL YEAH!
Then let's go, let's go, go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go, go (hey!)
go, let's go, let's go, let's go
Let's go, let's (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 chillin in my (what?)
I'm chillin in my Coupe my chick on the side

I'm like a country-ass Adonis lookin for my
attractin apparatus around, that can find her
Pulled down the shades, clothes on body
She can go behind this lame and let go to work
a couple thou', bet shorty go berserk
Last night she on the pole, then this she in chruch
On her in both places, man I bet that hurt
Get you some extra funds, support ya 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 that's me

See I'm a U-City alumni, out my one eye
Similar to Popeye, I'm on that spinach
Somebody call up the Book, it's gotta be record
Like I heard the beat I knew it had to be on my record
folks need it, I'm officially elected
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 Jimmy jack corn homie, I was there
Jimmy turned around with his devilish glare
I showed 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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