Luyện nghe bài hát Uptown

Yeah, uh huh

Uh, home but always reppin',
You hardly on and second,
When I'm awake you restin',
And they call you the answer you will hardly question,
I, I'm doin' shit in all my sessions,
Other nigga's situations are all depressin',
why I never follow y'all suggestions,
I always did my own thing,
Now I run the game, you stupid
I see all this money my Ohio State buck eyes,
been goin' good, but good can turn to better,
Cause you the type to her, and I'm about to get her

It's
okay
It's
okay
It's
It's
You can run an tell friends that
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
Best I understand
okay
It's
okay
It's
It's
okay
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, wrong way a one way,
Women don't get 'round me even on a Sunday,
Damn where I get it from, these niggas always who,
Then they my pop and tell 'em "Drake is just a younger you"
And shawty party so don't let yo girl up out the house
Or there'll be on T-M-Z, of me givin' her mouth-to-mouth,
Now she's famous and the paparazzi starts to her,
I two black cars I named 'em Malcom X an' Martin Luther
I don't ever but I'm in the game lady,
They just loose to love, are tennis games lady,
Have you countin' goin' duffle bag crazy,
Sippin' on Pink Floyd an Wayne Brady,
Damn, line is it anyways,
I'm in a daze, you amazed,
Y'all seem to be on that beginner stage,
I'm on fire, yup I've a blaze,
I got to blow, but I wanna blow it right,
You look nice, and yo' frame, makes me wanna a strike
Well alright, I might, know what? Fuck it, yes I will,
I am more than what you bargained for and nothin' less than
Put it to you

Bun B King of the Trill 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,
to shake these haters off like the skin of a Locus,
Or maybe like a that's the type a shit I'm on,
I this on my iPhone so let me drop this iBomb,
I palm the like its a Splading ball and take flight,
From the free throw line and slam it like I'm the great Mike
Bun an Wayne an Drake in here man this goin' be a 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 animal tricks like David Letterman's Night,
This major moment you've been waitin' on for too long,
The that ever did it an doin' it on a new song,
U-G-K an Money too strong
Bound to be in the like a crouton,
So the fuck is you on?

I am the leather jacket, glasses, All-American bad boy
I own the supermarket an' you, you just a bag boy
Cause I got that swag boy, the swag you had boy
Hate an' I will leave ya chest the color of my boy
Soo woo bitch, I do this shit, I'll erase you like I drew you
An' I keep toaster you can come an be my strudel bitch
I'm so uptown, and motherfucker look at
Don't go yeah
And now I'm on this shit,
But why they let me in I'm a shootin' in a mosh pit, ha ha
Fuck is you talkin' bout, in ya mouth now
whatchu talkin' bout
(Young baby!)