Luyện nghe bài hát Sets Go Up

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Never gonna tryin' to get it
(Two)
turn my back on my city
(Three)
Never let the money 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 niggaz a
I'm sick of all you and the fortune and supposed to be
stories 'bout your life when that was not how it was
Yeah, a nigga did shit back in the days with the pack
Like in your hood, when you was out there gettin' paid with the
You get the fuck you hear shots and it's not yo' peep
But if a hit you, you better pop yo' heat

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

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

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

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

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

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

I know you heard of, I'm doe
Let me check my palm pilot, I'm hoes
Let me check my squad' wallets, we close
My up in the crowd wilin', they spittin' more
by in the '5-5, forget 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 back on my
(Three)
Never let the money fuck me
(Four)
I'ma never stop hollerin' at bitches

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