Luyện nghe bài hát Risin to the Top (No Stoppin Us)

[Mr.
You the lifestyle, plain and simple, out to get it
ghetto game us niggas play no doubt we stay commited
And capable to bring the hot shit, no what
And where we aim, we do our to bring the fatter cut
See my succession on strugglin and hard times
And boulevard dimes with boulevard crimes
It kept me on my feet, and 'cause playa haters hate us
Off and on and on the court, because we make threes and
You bound to dues, once she around with raw shit
No bullshittin still hittin you with shit
My yellowness don't a nigga when I broadcast
Yo you want my skills to get in your ass
I've seen alot come and go but I'mma here
I get my heat up in the street they don't play fair
I'm to keep it level headed but it's really hard
When niggas tryin to take what I be gettin, feel me

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LB Fam the shit that's hot
Besides we risin to the top
no way to stoppin us

[Mr.
Time to cakes, no time for the bullshit
Watch how a pull shit
From the spleef, black bandana, Yankee fitted
For those that wanna nigga, and get it
A rap skills official, bring my ghetto mix to any
finessin tracks, no question
Gotta feel good, risin to the top, started the bottom
Like revenge, niggas when you spot em
Got my shit ready, niggas gettin gased Getty
It's time to send a hold em steady
Chicks and niggas get the
My and my ring gleamin
Only hot rocks a nigga
Yo it's LB to the death em up
Pass the weed, more in my cup
Bottom line, we gonna shine, 'cause the '99
You goes for yours, I go for

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[Mr.
I know, do you understand, about the LB Fam
the LB Fam
We about to put our up in
To put our foot up in ass!!

[Mr.
Hennecy, moneys on the table
Should you kill a man, I'm willin and I'm able
I stay hot whips, hot jewels and hot chicks
Which nigga said he a ring, a cousin got nicks
But on the low we got the twenty sacks and
my pay from the way that I flow
Aiyo my chicks and my know how I go
Late night creepin we keepin eyes low
Aiyo again, it's in the lap, I kick the rap
On the highway, bouncin if it's
My g sleen back, the backstreets
that, we got the tight rap and phat beats
Aiyo my man Sexxx, plug me in on again
Head south, reach Cali it's on again
It's LB Fam, understand, or wrong my friend?
We gotta it strong, don't know when it's all or end
all or end yo

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