Luyện nghe bài hát V.I.P

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

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

See I'm leasin' real estates
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, show me, show me
For it's 'bout the love of money, stay in the club
cause all my nigga's out start back
I fold em' up murda right back
shit, ya'll in the Benz's, hoe's us
if you not wit' the flow, hoes wit' us
My nigga Chas' me never let em' see you sweat
let em' see you wet
never let em' your bet
sex for a rival, for some 5-0
watch those kinve'o's, anaylze yo'
for the 5-0, bus' those thugs on the flo'
with my eyes closed, wha' ha!

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You'd be lookin' fine, and so sexy and all
away my pillow 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 handle
Louie 13, hell yeah, sippin' that, only to shine
(???) 2 plaques, we be sangin' dame's, top that
'round my wrists goin' blin', blin', blin'
money at the bank ting', ting', ting'
love or die be, put a rock on my
make the average (????) a hummin' bird sing
let me, let me, let me who?
Show a chick som' paper tell me she wan' do
I could flip a jack, make a 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 goin' make yo' go from a dub to an ounce
this do or die put em' on the same shit
nigga drama, I'm gonna cock an' spit
we tryin' to take the city, the ain't shit
north pole get cold as the game get
I'm official, that means I pull it with no cabbage, (no cabbage)
up shop with 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 to whip niggas, and have niggas Cross have it, look
keep it for 3 and I'm gon' let ya'll by, yeah, right now
I'm lookin' for somethin' it's 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 for me baby?
Would you bus' some slugs in them
Heey, pump, pump, pump, pump, and ya'll niggas don't want to
lemme bump that shit for ya', who make them for ya'
and when you down and out, I'm goin' make knicks for ya'
all my niggas paper chase, chase,
and when them motherfuckers up in yo' face
you can catch a case, catch a case, so I just stay niggas
I've got a phone niggas, roll when I nigga, hittin' other cities
I'm runnin' 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 perimeter I

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