Luyện nghe bài hát Yep, I'm Back

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Now everybody get your up
Now get your hands up

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

H*** betta a fall back attack
I through like a funeral, all black on black
Couple 6 deuces, all back to
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 talkin' white ones like the low cuts

You couldnt see me if you stood on your toes
But you smell this Cali *** with da zipy closed
Damn Skippy Doe, the is peanut butter
You seen a studda like street fidda didda damn

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

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

Mo' stuntin, mo'
How you it, homie? Show sum'n
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 da strip club
May I say I away
Stay fly till the day I away

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

And a blind man see dat the n*** wit Fab
Is gonna like them dudes
Came for at the Babylon
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 outta 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 me, yall
Now everybody get your up
Now everybody get hands up

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

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

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

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

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

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