Luyện nghe bài hát Sept 4th (You Gone See)

This that Bun B, that Pimp C, Texas oil, that DJ Screw
Blessed to be in situation but it still don't equal what I'm 'bout to do
God flow, I I'mma run the game, just some shit that I know
I go, anywhere that I desire, turned it to a show
Straight drop, nigga workin', just tryna get a play, pop
Aye stop, I just need your for a second, that's some great top
(Rap game so inconsistent) Me losin', that's
Bad boy, young Isaiah, 88, Pistons
up for the show business, these niggas got no business
Always talkin' that broke business, Joe buy 4 business
You see what I see, years ago we were set free
Shit nowadays everything twisted, gotta my back for the police
Ride the like an old Caprice, let y'all have that Twitter beef
Rather count up a hundred K, maybe 75, shit, at the
Old rappers tryna make peace, too busy my Sky Miles
Delta put me in the Diamond Club, cran-apple, baby all
Made your bitch grab a wet towel, kiss my neck then wipe it
Can't escape no crazy bitch, everywhere I go, I swear all around
Tied up like shoestrings, the old for a new fling
The head better, the pussy wetter, and I like your mood swings
I don't like these broke boys, really thuggin' all in the
Meanwhile I'm sendin' dick to your bitch, bitch you better pay homage
Cosign my damn self, catch me in the top 40
Me and Bobby like Snoop and Dre, Jay and Ye, like Drake and 40
Hit the gas station, grab a 40, a wire, I'ma need 40
Just bought me a new 40, Puma'd down, I'm real
like Barry Gordy, I would never buy a bitch a yorkie
Did that, the shit, you need me like a work permit
I throw dick, then you throw a fit, stop playin', check the point of view
Bitch I'm hot like a bowl of stew, tell your bitch to fall through
Hell yeah I'm tryna too, from the 305 to the 213
Plenty doubted but I'm still here, I ain't budgin' bitch, you gon' see
(You see)
(You see)
(You see)
Plenty doubted but I'm still here, I budgin' bitch, yeah (You gon' see)