Luyện nghe bài hát Sets Go Up

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Never gonna stop to get it
(Two)
Never turn my back on my
(Three)
let the money fuck with me
(Four)
I'ma never stop at the bitches

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Hey homie, you don't wanna get with us
Fuckin' over you would give me and my a rush
I'm sick of all you and the and supposed to be thugs
Tellin' stories 'bout your life that was not how it was
Yeah, a nigga did some back in the days with the pack
Like in hood, when you was out there gettin' paid with the crack
You get the fuck when you hear and it's not yo' peep
But if a ricochet hit you, you better pop yo'

Yeah, you know I'm the 'Nolia but you do not know me
Quit a nigga down 'fore you get shot homie
You don't wanna know what been thinkin' up
You better go 'head on and find you another to chill
'Cuz been drinkin'
'Cuz we see a and everything ain't great
It's like everybody mind is in the same old state, ya
I'll throw a nigga up with his revenues
I'ma tell you four fuckin' things never do

(One)
gonna stop tryin' to get it
(Two)
Never my back on my city
(Three)
Never let the money with me
(Four)
I'ma stop hollerin' at the bitches

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the 3 to the 17, ey yo, we doin' it big
If you're you know who Wacko and Juvenile is
New Orleans, see I'ma rep that, 'cuz my peeps
You could pick up some bad habits hangin' in streets
you talkin' to this and that nigga and showin' your teeth
Walkin' 'round you like you took care and you handled your
Pissed off 'cuz your hoe wanna talk to me

To show me the little that she done bought for me
I take it back to the big timers was pushin' the size
When niggaz wore suits like it was regular jobs
We cop Adidas, ghost town and Anita's to be packed
And started poppin' and it started to crack
We used to drink Crazy Horse and shoot dice in the
We had four rules in life and I can you that

(One)
Never gonna stop to get it
(Two)
Never my back on my city
(Three)
let the money fuck with me
(Four)
I'ma never hollerin' at the bitches

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Now why you muggin' a nigga? Let that go
Let her bounce a gangsta out six coat
Let her out and flick it off a disco
Let me gas up, dick her down and get
Ain't for the vagina, I like to get throat
Yo' stupid ass tryin' to stay in here and toes
Good girls love G's, that's how the go
That's why niggaz to tighten up and get low

I you heard of, I'm gettin' doe
Let me check my pilot, I'm gettin' hoes
Let me check my wallets, we gettin' close
My squad up in the crowd wilin', they more
Drive by in the '5-5, a '4
Five, and another five, we get a show
Fifteen and five, you'll get some blow
You hustlin' block, pop and you get some more

(One)
Never gonna tryin' to get it
(Two)
Never turn my on my city
(Three)
Never let the fuck with me
(Four)
I'ma never stop at these bitches

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