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*** know
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 flyin Spurs, all to back

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

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

Yep, Im stuntin, yep, Im back frontin
Yep, Im somebody who made somethin outta
Yep, I you see somethin dat you wantin
Its just somethin' about me, you can't go me, yall

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

Mo' stuntin, mo'
How you it, homie? Show sum'n
You ask about him, he go hard
With dat A M E X card

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

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

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

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

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

Mo' winin, mo'
Girls slow winin, gangstas signs in
I cant that the chain is so shinin
Dat this on my wrist is just co-signin

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

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

We in da wit da big names
aviator shades 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 you see somethin dat you wantin
Its just somethin' me, you cant go without me, yall

Said you cant go on me, yall
Said you cant go on me, yall
Now get your hands up
Now everybody get hands up