Luyện nghe bài hát V.I.P

There's a lot of things I never understood, (never understood)
like Victory, look here, (look here)
Blessin's to the men that Chicago streets, and survive (and survive)
We all in a of time, (God bless us)
one let me show you, (show me)
and tribulations, Victory, (victory), felony P.A.
(public announcement), Victory, (victory)
Do or Die, Dun, Victory, (victory)
is a must, (this is a must)
Amongst the Chicago area, beyond the
is to be a must, C'mon

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Got to keep it baby party all night
You spill your drink on me baby all right
How you be in the V.I.P., and the
think of all the nights you can out with me

See I'm about leasin' real
ball the heavyweights, tryin' to get a bad hoe
Lease up in every state, on the estimate
calculate, then to straight ass shake
Thugs hyperventilate, bounce for me baby, baby, me, show me love
For 'bout the love of money, motherfucker stay in the club
cause all my nigga's fresh out back
I fold em' up baby right back
shit, in the Benz's, hoe's love us
if you not wit' the flow, ride wit' us
My nigga Chas' tol' me never let em' see you
let em' see you wet
never let em' call bet
sex for a rival, for some 5-0
those kinve'o's, just anaylze yo'
nigga's for the 5-0, bus' those on the flo'
with my eyes closed, motherfuckers ha!

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You'd be lookin' fine, and so and all that
threw away my when I slept wit' my gal
bounce for me baby yo' ass like that
us 96', po' see a cadillac
Ya'll stressin' now, while we're tryin' to that
Louie 13, hell yeah, sippin' that, ones to shine
(???) with 2 plaques, we be dame's, top that
diamonds 'round my goin' blin', blin', blin'
money at the goin' ting', ting', ting'
or die be, put a rock on my fing'
make the average (????) make a hummin' sing
ya'll let me, let me, let me
Show a chick som' paper tell me she wan' do
I flip a jack, make a nigga go ooo...
you can get yo' girls, I can with my own crew,

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All my don't count, you in the club bouncin'
He make yo' habit go from a dub to an ounce
do or die link put em' on the same shit
nigga drama, I'm gonna cock an' spit
we tryin' to the city, the block ain't shit
north pole get cold as the game get
I'm official, means I pull it down with no cabbage, (no cabbage)
open up shop no status, (no status)
my time to spit it, and make the world right
it's my time to shine, like girls said
it's my to whip niggas, and have niggas Cross have it, look
keep it for 3 months and I'm gon' let by, yeah, right now
I'm lookin' for it's probably gonna be it, hey Ma
QP's the baddest, yo' sex, the status, me V.I.P.
You need, to at us.

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you ride for me baby?
Would you bus' some slugs in them
Heey, pump, pump, pump, pump, and ya'll niggas want to duck
lemme bump that shit for ya', who them hits for ya'
and you down and out, I'm goin' make them knicks for ya'
all my niggas paper chase, chase,
and when motherfuckers roll up in yo' face
you can catch a case, a case, so I just stay home niggas
I've got a phone niggas, when I blow nigga, hittin' other cities
then I'm through the toll niggas, partner we die young
wil'in out, no doubt, have fun, V.I.P., pop guns, and I bombs
but I, told motherfuckers just to come
and anything in my I bomb

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