Luyện nghe bài hát Sets Go Up

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

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Hey homie, you don't wanna get familiar us
Fuckin' over you would give me and my a rush
I'm sick of all you and the fortune and supposed to be
Tellin' stories 'bout your life when was not how it was
Yeah, a nigga did some back in the days with the pack
Like in your hood, when you was out gettin' paid with the crack
You get the fuck when you shots 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 eyeballin' a nigga down 'fore you get shot
You don't wanna know what I've thinkin' up
You better go 'head on and you another spot to chill
'Cuz I've drinkin'
'Cuz we see a light and everything 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 things I'ma never do

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

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From the 3 to the 17, ey yo, we it big
If you're ghetto you who Wacko and Juvenile is
New Orleans, see I'ma rep that, these my peeps
You pick up some bad habits hangin' in these streets
Have you talkin' to this and nigga and showin' your teeth
Walkin' 'round you 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 bought for me
I take it back to when the big timers was pushin' the
When niggaz wore Dickies like it was regular jobs
We cop Adidas, town and Anita's used to be packed
And rumors started poppin' and it started to
We used to drink Crazy Horse and shoot dice in the
We had four rules in life and I can promise you

(One)
Never stop tryin' to get it
(Two)
Never my back on my city
(Three)
Never let the 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 with a gangsta out six
Let her wil' out and flick it off a
Let me gas up, dick her down and get
Ain't trickin' for the vagina, I to get throat
Yo' stupid ass tryin' to in here and lick toes
Good girls love G's, how the shit go
why niggaz need to tighten up and get low

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

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

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