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

This that Bun B, that Pimp C, that oil, that DJ Screw
Blessed to be in this but it still don't equal what I'm 'bout to do
God flow, I know run the game, just some shit that I know
I go, that I desire, turned 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', that's
Bad boy, young Isaiah, 88, Pistons
Signed up for the show business, niggas got no business
talkin' that broke business, Joe wanna 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 beat like an old Caprice, let y'all have that Twitter
Rather up a hundred K, maybe 75, shit, at the least
Old rappers make peace, too busy checkin' my Sky Miles
Delta put me in the Diamond Club, cran-apple, all smiles
Made bitch grab a wet towel, kiss my neck then wipe it down
Can't escape no 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 broke boys, really thuggin' all in the comments
Meanwhile I'm sendin' pics to your bitch, bitch you better pay homage
Cosign my damn self, still me in the top 40
Me and Bobby like Snoop and Dre, like Jay and Ye, 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 real
Legendary like Gordy, I would never buy a bitch a yorkie
Did that, regret the shit, you need me a work permit
I throw that dick, you throw a fit, stop playin', check the point of view
Bitch I'm hot like a bowl of stew, tell your main bitch to fall
Hell yeah I'm tryna too, from the 305 to the 213
Plenty doubted but I'm still here, I ain't budgin' bitch, yeah you see
(You see)
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Plenty but I'm still here, I ain't budgin' bitch, yeah (You gon' see)