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 I'mma run the game, just some shit that I
I go, anywhere that I desire, turned it to a light
drop, young nigga workin', just tryna get a play, pop
Aye stop, I just need your bitch for a second, that's great top
(Rap so inconsistent) Me losin', that's nonexistent
Bad boy, young Isaiah, 88, Pistons
Signed up for the show business, niggas got no business
Always that broke business, Joe wanna buy 4 business
You see I see, thought years ago we were set free
Shit nowadays everything twisted, gotta watch my for the police
Ride the beat like an old Caprice, let y'all that Twitter beef
Rather count up a hundred K, maybe 75, shit, at the
Old rappers 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, my neck then wipe it down
Can't escape no crazy bitch, everywhere I go, I they all around
up like shoestrings, left the old for a new fling
The head better, the pussy wetter, and I don't like mood swings
I don't like these broke boys, really thuggin' all in the
Meanwhile I'm sendin' dick pics to your bitch, bitch you pay homage
Cosign my self, still catch me in the top 40
Me and Bobby like and Dre, like Jay and Ye, like Drake and 40
Hit the gas station, grab a 40, a wire, I'ma need 40
Just me a new 40, Puma'd down, I'm real sporty
Legendary like Barry Gordy, I would buy a bitch a yorkie
Did that, regret the shit, you need me like a permit
I throw that dick, then you throw a fit, playin', check the point of view
Bitch I'm hot like a bowl of stew, tell your main bitch to through
Hell yeah I'm tryna ball too, the 305 to the 213
Plenty doubted but I'm still here, I ain't bitch, yeah you gon' see
(You see)
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Plenty doubted but I'm still here, I ain't budgin' bitch, (You gon' see)