Luyện nghe bài hát Uptown

Yeah, uh huh

Uh, home but always reppin',
You on and always second,
When I'm awake you restin',
And when they you the answer you will hardly question,
I, I'm classic shit in all my sessions,
Other nigga's they are all depressin',
That's why I follow y'all suggestions,
I always did my own thing,
Now I run the game, you mudda-suckas
I see all this money my Ohio State buck eyes,
Shit been goin' good, but can turn to better,
Cause you the type to lose her, and I'm to get her

It's
It's
okay
It's
okay
It's
You can run an tell your friends
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
Best believe I
It's
It's
It's
It's
okay
It's
You can run an my city
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
You can run an tell my city on

Yeah, way down a one way,
Women don't get saved 'round me on a Sunday,
where I get it from, these niggas always wonder who,
Then they meet my pop and tell 'em "Drake is just a you"
And shawty wanna so don't let yo girl up out the house
Or be shots on T-M-Z, of me givin' her mouth-to-mouth,
Now she's famous and the paparazzi to shoot her,
I drive two black cars I named 'em X an' Martin Luther
I ever play but I'm in the game lady,
They just to love, those are tennis games lady,
Have you money goin' duffle bag crazy,
Sippin' on Pink Floyd an Wayne Brady,
Damn, line is it anyways,
I'm in a daze, you amazed,
seem to be stuck on that beginner stage,
I'm on fire, yup I've a blaze,
I got dough to blow, but I blow it right,
You look nice, and yo' frame, makes me bowl a strike
Well alright, I might, know what? Fuck it, yes I will,
I am than what you bargained for and nothin' less than real
Put it to you

Bun B King of the also one of the dopest,
the streets or on the mic, I'm dope and yes I'm focused,
That gangsta recognize me for my ness no joke it's,
Time to these haters off like the skin of a Locus,
Or maybe a python that's the type a shit I'm on,
I wrote this on my iPhone so let me drop iBomb,
I palm the like its a Splading ball and take flight,
From the free throw line and slam it down I'm the great Mike
Bun an Wayne an Drake in here man this be a great night,
Look at all these posers bite, our swagger like a white,
Try to cross me over I just fake then I break right,
Stupid tricks like David Letterman's Late Night,
This major moment you've been waitin' on for too long,
The best that ever did it an it on a new song,
U-G-K an Young Money too
Bound to be in the green a crouton,
So the fuck is you on?

I am the leather jacket, black glasses, bad boy
I own the swagger an' you, you just a bag boy
Cause I got swag boy, the swag you never had boy
an' I will leave ya chest the color of my flag boy
Soo woo bitch, I do this shit, erase you like I drew you bitch
An' I keep that you can come an be my strudel bitch
I'm so uptown, and look at Wayne
go uptown yeah
And now I'm on this shit,
But why they let me in I'm a start shootin' in a pit, ha ha
Fuck is you bout, Weezy in ya mouth now
whatchu talkin' bout
(Young baby!)