Luyện nghe bài hát Yep, I'm Back

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Now get your hands up
Now everybody get your up

Loso, mo betta, mo
I do da rose, I am not a
Challenge me with the bling, these n*** betta
The wings are as big as the logo on sweaters

H*** betta have a back attack
I come through like a funeral, all on black
Couple 6 deuces, all to back
Few Spurs, all back to back

We da 04, 05 in dem
When it comes to makin Os we like to dem
Na, I aint talkin
Im talkin' white ones like the low cuts

You see me if you stood on your tipy toes
But you could smell this Cali *** da zipy closed
Damn Skippy Doe, the seats is butter
You neva seen a studda like street fidda damn

Yep, Im stuntin, yep, Im back frontin
Yep, Im who made somethin outta nothin
Yep, I know you see dat you wantin
Its just somethin' me, you can't go without me, yall

Said you cant go on me, yall
you cant go on without me, yall
Now everybody get your up
Now get your hands up

Mo' stuntin, mo'
How you gettin' it, homie? Show
You could ask him, he go hard
dat A M E X Negro card

Last time I was seen in a strip Rain
I hurricane Katrina da strip
May I say I away
fly till the day I fade away

Hey, I prey, I stay out of a way
Lemme like A.I. just get to da point
Lemme him say I when he spit to the joint
You hear it spray when I get to the joint

And a blind man could see dat the wit Fab
Is come like them dudes
Came for Tony at the
Rapid fire, do you know a flyer? The L O S O, I guess no

Yep, Im stuntin, yep, Im back frontin
Yep, Im somebody who made somethin' outta
Yep, I you see somethin dat you wantin
Its just about me, you cant go without me, yall

Said you go on without me, yall
Said you cant go on me, yall
Now get your hands up
Now everybody get your up

Mo' winin, mo'
Girls slow winin, throw signs in
I cant help that the is so shinin
Dat this s*** on my is just co-signin

They dont search us, they we got the flamers
Still let us slide the door like Craimer
I believe in God but my religion
Is big faces down in these True Religions

We everywhere, you neva there
New Coupes, shine like patented leather Airs
Pushin sum'n, we aint got our on
Two 07s, neither one of us is James

We in da wit da big names
Fendi aviator wit the big frames
The streets is watchin, hood is
Brooklyns back, well, at how good Im lookin

Yep, Im stuntin, yep, Im back frontin
Yep, Im who made somethin' outta nothin
Yep, I know you see dat you wantin
Its just somethin' me, you cant go without me, yall

Said you cant go on me, yall
Said you go on without me, yall
Now everybody get your up
Now everybody get hands up