Luyện nghe bài hát The Come Up

Yo, still man

Yeah, ay yo I'm to make moves
And get this little bit of paper
This broke shit got a bitch awake at night
It a guy thing or a girl thing

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

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

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

Shit is real you ain't even got no pot to piss in
why I'm on the come up, for the come up
Watch you niggas get up who try to run up
However, the case may be
You tryna get it down down, we can get it down

Yeah, up late at
Yeah, at the kitchen
Yeah, them V-12's
Yeah, tryna make ghost

Yeah, the tekan gage
Yeah, sellin' and beige
Yeah, the red and blue
Yeah, ducking the

Yeah, gotta keep the an' biz
Yeah, with the runs
Yeah, driving dog
Yeah, trafficking

Yeah, making illegal
Yeah, making rights
Yeah, code money man
Yeah, mind the ice

These ain't right
Mad 'cos I got my tight
You never find a who grind twice as hard
Uh, this situation niggas acting funny on occasion

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

Parties and shit I'm a have to
'Cos one day I to live it up
then you gon give it up
Money man tell me the fuck is up?

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

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

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

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

Yeah, illegal lefts
Yeah, crazy rights
Yeah, over money man
Yeah, never the ice

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

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

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

Yeah, the tekan gage
Yeah, sellin' gray and
Yeah, 'cos the red and
Yeah, the federals

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

Yeah, making illegal
Yeah, crazy rights
Yeah, code money man
Yeah, mind the ice

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