Luyện nghe bài hát Im Here

Chorus: Oooh, im here, so up the door for
me, who is it? Its Hopsin, im here, so
up the door for me, hurry up and
let me in nah, nah, nah Nah, nah, my dinner (Dinner,
dinner, dinner) Nah, nah, nah, nah,
nah, then me the dessert (Dessert,
dessert, dessert)

1: Yo, H-izzo P stepped in the dizzo, wit a
mean mug and magnificent Flizzo, i gotta get my swag on,
y'know, im tryna leave the wit a
ass ho, my penis is all im finna to
give her, Hopsin is thenna nigga
whos from hiccups and vomit his
liver (Blahh) You blow up? Stop
gobbalin liquor, and probly Consider plottin shit up to get
popular quicker, get to many
plays on the and leave me assed
out of a deal, they on vacation,
shit i'll leave these face on the
pavement, this games fit wit more
niggas then a owners basement but
imma freth of air I mean a breath of fresh air, MCs are
to catch hell, i leave em wrecked
and left scared, cuz thats what i do,
im the buggaboo, wait on me for
a substitute, I be tearin up so move!

Chorus: Ooh, im here, so open up the for me,
who is it? Its Hopsin Im here, so open up the for me,
up and let me in nah, nah, nah,
nah, nah, my dinner (Dinner,
dinner, dinner) Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah,
then me the dessert (Dessert, dessert, dessert)

2: Hey shawty, if i buy you a 40 you think
that you can gimmie tang, im
horny, and we can have an orgy
wit you and yo friends, be tha man,
have a nigga yellin out, YEAH! My
tryna make me switch Tha flow just Oprah dont want
me bitch no more, im like "Oprah,
why you doin this, this is ludacris,
just hypes my ass up even more to
call you a bitch!" This is my life, and
is my (This is my urge) This is my
mic, and these are my (My Words) You cant stop Hopsin forget it its
not poppin, i kick the that niggas
when they hot boxin, right when you
was bout to retire from to rap
music, i reversed it and you back
to it, it was a close call, i was
thinkin all was lost But most of all be happy im

Chorus: Ooh, im here, so up the door for me,
who is it? Its Hopsin, im here so up
the for me, hurry up and let me in
nah, nah, nah, nah, nah my dinner (Dinner, din
ner,dinner) Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah,
pass me the (Dessert, dessert,
dessert)

3: I go to rap concerts and post in the back,
dont clap, im knowin that the
show'll be whack, after They be lookin like they spose to get dap,
im like, "Man you got by your
openin act!" (Get outta here!) You
fucken wit i brought to the table,
you just a tax write offa label, you
outside yo Range Rove, hos
eyeballin your bankroll, til you
all the money back, am i watchin The same show? I so, im the
invincible, Mr.
Ripper flow yes its pitiful, gimmie
to nibble on, lyrical general, suck
on my genitals, you get shitted on,
me and you never gon get
along, he be, the hottest scince the PS3, strait out the W.E.S.T., of course,
others rappers you know reppin it
iller? Other pretty hot but imma
killer, cmon!

Chorus: Ooh, im here, so up the door for me,
who is it? Its Hopsin, im here So up the door for me, hurry up and
let me in, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah,
gimme my (Dinner, dinner,
dinner) Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah,
me the dessert (Dessert, dessert,
dessert) Ooh, im here, so open up the for me,
who is it? Its Hopsin, im here so up
the door for me, up and let me in
nah, nah, nah, nah, nah My dinner (Dinner, dinner, dinner) Nah,
nah, nah, nah, nah, then me the
(Dessert, dessert, dessert)

Outro: Hopsin, Hopsin, Hopsin, Hopsin,
Hopsin, Hopsin, Hopsin, Hopsin, H-izzo, P
stepped in the dizzo, wit a mug
and a flizzo, H-izzo P
Stepped in the