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 that too!)
We gotta movies

Bright lights attracted bad
And attracted to mad
thought lil' ol' Meek Milly'd pass Jigga?
I'm just thinkin' a tad
You niggas talk fly, fly at your last picture
And you like the last picture
I hit a home run, on clash with us
And this money, [?], for the ass, nigga, ass, nigga
Last nigga, there were cemeteries grass, nigga
The obituary the last scripture
said he was a good kid, thinkin' would kid
I signed my with my AP on
In the drop top the AC on
Stuntin' with Cash Money, get my on
No, never fuck a that got Bakers on
Or no Michael
I'm on the same shit that was on
Jordan, Jackson, on
I've seen niggas your type twice
I'm in that velour, look at the flights I bought
mothafuckin' hoes got a right to war
When a young real nigga the floor
black bottles, man that's lights galore
Before Tom was Ford, I'm talkin' Accord
Lookin' for a plug, tryna find the
Niggas gettin' shot tryna find the
This bust down say the time is yours
I get my on
Like [?] in the [?], it was
Started a warden, gun until I got an AK
Kids in the when we was by the bay, bay
with 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 stop, when the dope stop
When the fed in the dope spot
And your main man tell 'em how the coke
How he danced with me by the boat dock
I know he did that, I bet that your ghost drop
I hope you stand up
Young just man up
I'm hopin' you stand up
Young just man up
I just hope you man up and don't give the fam up
I just that you man up and don't give the fam up
Real nigga for

As the drop, drop on the pavement
I through my hood Mulsanne'n
On the block all night like I ain't
I still run the same niggas I came with
Where I came from, I came in
We eatin' lobster and from Top Ramen
Oodles and noodles, you're hungry them killers'll do you
And when you're gettin' to money them people pursue you
The lurkin', the streets watchin'
hoes talkin', like "he got it"
And he nervous, we plottin'
We call that boy for a and we rob him
Batman, pussy niggas gettin' backhand
Talkin' to the you a at man
Half rack, we got more ghosts than
And for that paper we be grindin' a lapdance
Get the young nigga
Get the money, fold, cause they comin' young nigga
When the feds get to rushin', better not tell on young
Don't be selfish young nigga, man up, don't give the fam up
Facin' 20 years when they them grams up
5 more, he got booked with a handgun
And now he in the courtroom, his mans up
Rat ass