Luyện nghe bài hát V.I.P

There's a lot of things that I understood, (never understood)
Somethin' Victory, look here, (look here)
Blessin's to the men that walk Chicago streets, and (and survive)
We all in a test of time, (God us)
one thing let me 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 area, beyond the universe
is to be a must, C'mon

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

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

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be lookin' fine, and so sexy and all that
threw away my pillow when I wit' my gal
bounce for me baby yo' ass like that
remember us 96', po' see a
stressin' now, while we're tryin' to handle that
Louie 13, yeah, sippin' that, only ones to shine
(???) 2 plaques, we be sangin' dame's, top that
'round my wrists goin' blin', blin', blin'
money at the goin' ting', ting', ting'
love or die be, put a rock on my
make the average (????) make a bird sing
ya'll let me, let me, let me
Show a chick som' paper tell me what she do
I could a jack, make a nigga go ooo...
you can get yo' girls, I can with my own crew,

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All my thugs don't count, you in the bouncin'
He goin' make yo' go from a dub to an ounce
this do or die link put em' on the same
nigga pull drama, I'm gonna an' spit
we tryin' to take the city, the block ain't
north niggas get cold as the game get
I'm official, that I pull it down with no cabbage, (no cabbage)
open up shop no status, (no status)
It's my to spit it, and make the world right
it's my time to shine, like ya'll said
it's my turn to whip niggas, and have Cross have it, look
keep it for 3 months and I'm let ya'll 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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Would you ride for me
Would you bus' some slugs in them
Heey, pump, pump, pump, pump, and niggas don't want to duck
lemme bump shit for ya', who make them hits for ya'
and when you down and out, I'm make them knicks for ya'
all my paper chase, paper chase,
and them motherfuckers roll up in yo' face
you can catch a case, catch a case, so I just stay niggas
I've got a niggas, roll when I blow nigga, hittin' other cities
then I'm through the toll niggas, partner we die young
out, no doubt, have fun, V.I.P., pop guns, and I drop bombs
but I, told ya'll motherfuckers just to
and anything in my perimeter I

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