Luyện nghe bài hát The Come Up

Let me take you to the wicked wicked
Where them niggaz carry and the best die
Where we up in the corners that we fight for
City from the breeds gangsters and Vice Lords

Bustin' pistols while we runnin' the five, oh
Hit the adversaries up we drive slow

Oh, I'm a killa mayne, on these corners
Hustlin' for my mayne and if you try to move
as I hear one shot
I'ma let the tec and desert eagle ride

If I have to I'll commit a just to maintain
Tell me you thought I'm from a city
Where they bang and I got that thang thang

Get it however you it cop a fo' and then split
hard and work your way up 'til you holdin' a brick
Cop an of this 'dro I got the flyest shit in town
Bet you within a week you'll be to get a pound

Go ahead and drop you can on 24s to get around
paper make me feel like

Let me see all of my gangsters up in Chi-Town
Let me see all of my hustlers up in Brooklyn
Let me see all of my come up in the Bay

Let me see all of my killers come up in
Let me see all of my bitches up in ATL
Let me see all of my come up MIA

Now let me take you to the Southside
City of the chrome, get shot up for standin'
Don't no shit or you can end up on prime time
My nigga Ty Nitti be down the nine-nine

That's where the thugs lurks, I done out there
them niggaz put in blood work
When I'm in the 100's you can always smell the of purple
These niggaz always gettin' money in they circle

Fuck with 'em they fin' to you, gotta get they cash on
evil they quick to put the mask on
Then they put the mash on, steady bustin' at each other
I a tool and bust my strap and scream out, "Free my brother"

Bitch ass motherfuckers, I'm to break 'em out
If they hit me before they get me take 'em out
If we successful we gon' smoke a blunt and cruise
Introduce him to his new charger with no shoes on 'til the haters on

In to set up shop now, hold the block down
Gettin' make me feel like

Let me see all of my gangsters up in Chi-Town
Let me see all of my hustlers come up in
Let me see all of my come up in the Bay

Let me see all of my killers come up in
Let me see all of my come up in ATL
Let me see all of my niggaz up MIA

Now let me you to the motherfuckin' projects
Where the true and the elite members of the mob at
Know somebody, better call them out or try to tell later
When they tell you, where you from? when they catch you on the

The fiends lurkin', serve in pissy hallways
Can't say shit 'cause they be gettin' all day

Mercedes out front, chillin' with a hat cocked to the left
In the ride with the glock cocked smokin' a
300Z with the Lamborghini and some hoes with a big ol' project booty
And the beat kinda hot but the cops wanna come to hold the
He got that duty so they do nothin' to me

Seventh flo' with the 'dro now, flo' by the rocks now
Gettin' make me feel like

Let me see all of my gangsters come up in
Let me see all of my hustlers up in Brooklyn
Let me see all of my come up in the Bay

Let me see all of my killers come up in
Let me see all of my come up in ATL
Let me see all of my come up MIA

Yeah, some oh six
For all the real niggaz and bitches to to
Not none of that ol' lame ass, metaphoric ass, ol' goofy
This some of that shit, that Chi-Town shit
That gangster shit, fool, Twista