Luyện nghe bài hát V.I.P

There's a lot of that I never understood, (never understood)
like Victory, look here, (look here)
Blessin's to the men that walk Chicago streets, and (and survive)
We all in a of time, (God bless 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 Chicago area, the universe
is have to be a must,

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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
think of all the nights you can creep out me

See I'm about leasin' real
ball with the heavyweights, to get a bad hoe
Lease up in every state, some on the
motherfuckers calculate, then to ass shake
Thugs hyperventilate, bounce for me baby, baby, show me, show me
For it's 'bout the of money, motherfucker stay in the club
cause all my nigga's out start back
I fold em' up murda baby back
shit, ya'll in the Benz's, love us
if you not wit' the flow, ride wit' us
My nigga Chas' tol' me 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, just yo'
for the 5-0, bus' those thugs on the flo'
with my closed, motherfuckers wha' ha!

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You'd be lookin' fine, and so sexy and all
threw away my when I slept wit' my gal
for me baby shake yo' ass like that
remember us 96', po' see a
Ya'll stressin' now, while we're to handle that
Louie 13, hell yeah, sippin' that, only to shine
(???) with 2 plaques, we be sangin' dame's, top
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 (????) make a hummin' bird sing
let me, let me, let me who?
Show a chick paper tell me what 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 thugs don't count, you in the club
He goin' yo' habit go from a dub to an ounce
this do or die link put em' on the shit
nigga pull drama, I'm gonna cock an'
we tryin' to take the city, the block shit
north niggas get cold as the game get
I'm official, that I pull it down with no cabbage, (no cabbage)
open up with 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 ya'll by, yeah, now
I'm for somethin' 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 in them nigga's?
Heey, pump, pump, pump, pump, and niggas don't want to duck
lemme bump that shit for ya', who make hits for ya'
and when you down and out, I'm goin' make them for ya'
all my paper chase, paper chase,
and when motherfuckers roll up in yo' face
you can catch a case, catch a case, so I just stay home
I've got a phone niggas, roll when I blow nigga, hittin' other
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 in my perimeter I bomb

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