Luyện nghe bài hát The Come Up

Yo, hungry man

Yeah, ay yo I'm 'bout to moves
And get little bit of paper right
This broke got a bitch staying awake at night
It ain't a guy or a girl thing

a me thing getting high and drunk every weekend
Fuck drama I'd rather where you are
Blacks in the no ice at all
Seven-six ay ah bitch me ball

[Incomprehensible] like a motherfucker dipping the law
game is they playing?
I got a gang a players call my to bang 'em
A let 'em that I'm all for their pay so

Tryin' to say nothing gun that shit is play doe
Push the to the metal hit the fuckin' floor
Ain't about the D O E then what you for?
Expedition never slippin' on a mission

Shit is real when you even got no pot to piss in
That's why I'm on the come up, for the up
Watch you get done up who try to run up
However, the case may be
You tryna get it down, we can get it down down

Yeah, up late at
Yeah, at the kitchen
Yeah, with V-12's
Yeah, tryna make they

Yeah, with the gage
Yeah, sellin' and beige
Yeah, the red and blue
Yeah, the federals

Yeah, gotta keep the an' biz
Yeah, the mansion runs
Yeah, fuck dog
Yeah, drug

Yeah, making lefts
Yeah, crazy rights
Yeah, code over man
Yeah, never the ice

These motherfuckers right
Mad 'cos I got my game
You never find a brawl who grind twice as
Uh, this money situation niggas funny on occasion

But that's on them 'cos time wasting
I'm a be scheming for dockets
Stash in the sock drawer, little duckie
Working on a master to get the master cash

and shit I'm a have to pass
'Cos one day I plan to it up
Until then you gon it up
Money man tell me what the is up?

we go, here we go, here we go again
Roll it up, it up, pass it to a friend
Stacking it all whether twenty or a thousand
Out to take my Philly off of welfare out of public
Who me? I got bills to pay until then I'm gon a way, is that okay?

Yeah, up late at
Yeah, at the stove
Yeah, with them
Yeah, tryna they ghost

Yeah, with the tekan
Yeah, sellin' and beige
Yeah, the red and blue
Yeah, the federals

Yeah, keep the smash an' biz
Yeah, with the runs
Yeah, fuck dog
Yeah, trafficking

Yeah, making illegal
Yeah, making rights
Yeah, over money man
Yeah, never the ice

The smell of money got my finger acting funny
No stoppin' me homies until I'm sittin' nice and
puffin until I'm high as a bird
Want the doe, fuck the crumbs give 'em to the

Oh my stars ain't asking no how
Fuck being patient I waiting for the outcomes
Fuck you eating out but please get me started
Out for the paper with big face on it

Yeah, up at night
Yeah, at the kitchen
Yeah, them V-12's
Yeah, make they ghost

Yeah, with the tekan
Yeah, sellin' gray and
Yeah, the red and blue
Yeah, ducking the

Yeah, gotta the smash an' biz
Yeah, with the runs
Yeah, driving dog
Yeah, drug

Yeah, making lefts
Yeah, crazy rights
Yeah, over money man
Yeah, mind the ice

Hush little baby, little baby
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Hush little baby, little baby

little baby, hush little baby
Hush little baby, little baby
Hush little baby, hush little
Hush little baby, little baby

Ms. Jade to y'all
Let's go, on, uh, ooh