Luyện nghe bài hát Stand Up

When you go out, you want an or a documentary? Which one you want Khaled?
(I money)
A documentary,
(I want too!)
We make movies

Bright attracted bad bitches
And attracted to mad
thought lil' ol' Meek Milly'd pass Jigga?
I'm just thinkin' a tad
You niggas fly, only fly at your last picture
And you look like the last
I just hit a home run, on with us
And this money, [?], comin' for the ass, nigga, ass,
nigga, there were cemeteries diggin' grass, nigga
The obituary the last scripture
Mama said he was a good kid, thinkin' kid
I signed my with my AP on
In the top with the AC on
Stuntin' with Money, get my Baby on
No, fuck a chick that got Bakers on
Or no Kors
I'm on the same shit that was on
Jordan, Jackson, on
I've seen niggas type twice before
I'm in white velour, look at the flights I bought
These mothafuckin' got a right to war
When a young nigga light the floor
black bottles, man that's lights galore
Before Tom was Ford, I'm Honda Accord
Lookin' for a plug, tryna the cord
Niggas gettin' tryna find the Lord
This bust down Rollie say the time is
I get my on
Like [?] in the [?], it was
Started with a warden, gun I got an AK
Kids in the when we was by the bay, bay
Kids the Pyrex, I hit it first, Ray J

When the lights low, and the show
And the spill on your bow tie
And your change up, playin' both sides
No it won't stop, when the dope
When the fed in the dope spot
And your main man 'em how the coke drop
How he danced with me by the boat dock
I know when he did that, I bet that your ghost
I hope you stand up
nigga just man up
I'm just you stand up
Young nigga man up
I just hope that you man up and don't the fam up
I just that you man up and don't give the fam up
Real for life

As the drop, drop on the pavement
I came through my Mulsanne'n
On the all night like I ain't famous
I still run with the niggas I came with
I came from, where I came in
We lobster and steak from Top Ramen
Oodles and noodles, when you're hungry them do you
And when you're gettin' to that money them people you
The Feds lurkin', the streets
Them talkin', like "he got it"
And he nervous, cause we
We call that boy for a and we rob him
Like Batman, niggas gettin' backhand
Talkin' to the you a at man
Half rack, we got more than Pac-Man
And for paper we be grindin' like a lapdance
Get the money nigga
Get the money, never fold, cause they young nigga
When the feds get to rushin', better not tell on young
Don't be selfish young nigga, just man up, don't the fam up
Facin' 20 years when they them grams up
Plus 5 more, he got booked with a
And now he in the courtroom, givin' his up
Rat ass