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

This that Bun B, Pimp C, that 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, it to a light show
drop, young nigga workin', just tryna get a play, pop
Aye stop, I just need your bitch for a second, some great top
(Rap game so inconsistent) Me losin', nonexistent
Bad boy, young Isaiah, 88, Detroit
Signed up for the show business, these niggas got no
Always that broke business, Joe wanna buy 4 business
You see what I see, thought ago we were set free
nowadays everything twisted, gotta watch my back for the police
Ride the beat like an old Caprice, let y'all have that Twitter
count up a hundred K, maybe 75, shit, at the least
Old tryna make peace, too busy checkin' my Sky Miles
Delta put me in the Club, cran-apple, baby all smiles
Made bitch grab a wet towel, kiss my neck then wipe it down
escape no crazy bitch, everywhere I go, I swear they all around
Tied up shoestrings, left the old for a new fling
The head better, the wetter, and I don't like your mood swings
I don't like these broke boys, really all in the comments
Meanwhile I'm sendin' dick to your bitch, bitch you better pay homage
Cosign my damn self, still me in the top 40
Me and Bobby Snoop and Dre, like Jay and Ye, like Drake and 40
Hit the gas station, a 40, send 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, regret the shit, you need me a work permit
I that 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 ball too, the 305 to the 213
Plenty but I'm still here, I ain't budgin' bitch, yeah you gon' see
(You see)
(You see)
(You see)
Plenty doubted but I'm still here, I budgin' bitch, yeah (You gon' see)