Luyện nghe bài hát The Come Up

Let me take you to the wicked Westside
Where them carry chrome and the best die
Where we push up in the corners that we for
City from the shores breeds gangsters and Lords

Bustin' while we runnin' from the five, oh
Hit the adversaries up because we drive

Oh, I'm a killa mayne, standin' on these
Hustlin' for my denim mayne and if you try to
Soon as I one shot
I'ma let the tec and desert eagle non-stop

If I to I'll commit a murder just to maintain
Tell me what you I'm from a city
Where they gang bang and I got thang thang

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

Go ahead and you can whip on 24s to get around
Gettin' paper make me 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 come up in Houston
Let me see all of my bitches up in ATL
Let me see all of my niggaz up MIA

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

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

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

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

In to set up shop now, gotsa hold the block
paper make me feel like

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

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

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

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

parked out front, chillin' with a hat cocked to the left
In the with the glock cocked smokin' a blunt
300Z with the Lamborghini do's and some hoes with a big ol' project
And the kinda hot but the cops wanna come to hold the work
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 come 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 up in Houston
Let me see all of my bitches up in ATL
Let me see all of my come up MIA

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