Luyện nghe bài hát Nothing is Stopping You (OG Webbie Remix)

I I'mma get it, I just don't know how
up on the stage, body in the crowd
Parents always keep me home
But I can't get paid from the crib, so be gone till we on
Whats up, Famous
I had it on my way back in high school
Know I to be in them night clubs and not all off in that night school
So me and my niggas life'd it, every week we did them cyphers
At the radio, had a flow, man the city ain't heard shit like this
I woke up early on a
Said I'mma cash my check and hit some ass
Hit the bank, my nigga me like: "Go rap for Ye
He at the station, rap that that you rap everyday"
Man, that shit sounds then I hang up on his ass
Then called him back like "Fuck, do it"
I didn't even cash my check, man can't believe my ass it
I didn't even no gas but somehow God just lead me to it
Like, "Let's do it"

When I heard the he was doing
Man, I he had to be on G.O.O.D Music

Just to think, last night I was in Venice bitches
Thanking God condoms were invented
Cause I had a bone
That could've come from out the man
Who she never did it (Yeah right)
But under these conditions she was it
Then I up on that red eye when I finished
I been gon for five hours, fuck, my still spinning
Fucked the hotel up, shit she still in it
Getting that I be missing, but fuck it I'm on a mission
Flight like 30 minutes, now that's the shit that I hate
Now it's eight thirty, I'm officially late, for that o'clock spot
I know the Director hot, but I spit a freestyle up in there so cold
That everybody in that bitch forgot, now I'm running for sound check
And I heard the line's already to the lot, out the station
And that's around the time that I got stopped, by this shorty rhyme
Manager said we ain't got time, but time to
You gotta make time when it's time for to come back around
I say "Aye dawg, what you got?", "Aw dawg, Big Sean, a lot
Um, alright, stay young ran the game, man they afraid
follow me get in a maze, leave you minute maid
Um, I'm like a young black Eminem, it's a riddle and I'm repping Michigan
Tryna stack my dividends, get my mom a new and them
And the bunch just about how he was living in
I even let him finish shit, I mean I can't lie he was alright
But at his age, shit so was I, so give him my on a fly
And if it good, then I reply uh

Tell me what you know about dreams, what you about having faith
In something you see, tell me how much do you believe
What you know about feeling something, you can't even touch
What you know smelling something, that you can't even breathe
But when the drives you out, and your gas tank is on E
All the faith that you had, ain't all the faith that you need
All the faith I have, just ain't all the faith that I need
I'm