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

This that Bun B, that C, that Texas oil, that DJ Screw
Blessed to be in this 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
Straight drop, young nigga workin', just get a play, pop
Aye stop, I just your bitch for a second, that's some great top
(Rap game so inconsistent) Me losin', nonexistent
Bad boy, Isaiah, 88, Detroit Pistons
Signed up for the show business, these niggas got no
Always talkin' that broke business, Joe buy 4 business
You see what I see, thought ago we were set free
Shit everything twisted, gotta watch 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 tryna make peace, too busy checkin' my Sky Miles
put me in the Diamond Club, cran-apple, baby all smiles
Made your bitch grab a wet towel, kiss my then wipe it down
Can't escape no crazy bitch, I go, I swear they all around
Tied up shoestrings, left the old for a new fling
The head better, the pussy wetter, and I don't like your mood
I don't like these broke boys, really thuggin' all in the
Meanwhile I'm sendin' dick pics to your bitch, bitch you better pay
Cosign my damn self, still me in the top 40
Me and like Snoop and Dre, like Jay and Ye, like Drake and 40
Hit the gas station, grab a 40, send a wire, I'ma 40
Just bought me a new 40, Puma'd down, I'm sporty
like Barry Gordy, I would never buy a bitch a yorkie
Did that, regret the shit, you need me a work permit
I throw that dick, then you throw a fit, stop playin', the point of view
Bitch I'm hot a bowl of stew, tell your main 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)
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Plenty but I'm still here, I ain't budgin' bitch, yeah (You gon' see)