Luyện nghe bài hát Going Back

[verse1: Sound]
I New York
Every Saturday at the we doing smoke
During the plannin' the stroke
Throw away! Throw away! Runnin' from the
Check it! Hello Mexican? Now me!
I'm like GSP, the girls call me gorilla
the gun at me and pulled the trigger
You're trembling? "Get The Dollar" for you nigga
Killa kills killa, so be a
turn to talk!
I cannot hear his voice through New York

[chorus: Bigg
Going
We don't think the
I would hit his head
I have left his bed completely red

BACK!

[verse2: Jim
So listen! my time!
with 'em Rich!
Check it in my sneakers, comin' home another bitch
back! A pistol was between me and my contract
Shot the Rock! the Dway!
I'm Not today
Nah, I don't who'u blew nigga
I know was the killa
to Cali, flight to Rome
My on the street has not changed
Now I private jet, but I got the same name
I'm wit' T.B.S. Thug fuckin' your mo'fuckin' game

[Biggie
What?
One time!

[Jim
My on the street has not changed
Now I private jet, but I got the same name
I'm wit' T.B.S. Thug fuckin' your mo'fuckin' game

[chorus: Bigg
Going
We don't think the
I would hit his head
I would have his bed completely red

[verse3: Sound]
Hug to J.
50 Cent is welcome to my
I try to do like
I still remember my
In the main avenue for exchangin' ideas wit'
What? up!
Speech New York! Mom said to up
Where is my paper? I'm comin'
I'm taking me my gat
A Benz, a cap
New York will always be the Biggie Smalls
Here the sound will be present on the street

[chorus: Sound]
back
We don't think the
I have hit his head
I would have his bed completely red
Going
We think the contract
I have hit his head
I would left his bed completely red

BACK!