Luyện nghe bài hát Just Like That

Yeah, I'm back, b***, okay, us out

Just like Easy, I'm roofless
Catch me with your breezy, pushin' that new
Drop top new six, on white new kicks
I'm pimping across the world like Ludacris

But n*** in the hood sayin' Mims sold out
See me in the club and they pullin' gold out
But they don't know I'm with the same n*** I with
Same n*** from the hood, I bang with

ain't changed different toilet it's the same s***
Ain't no half steppin' on some Big game s***
I walk like a hustler, hustlers language
We don't each others language 'coz your hustle is ancient

Your way to old n***, I flow like H2O
Know every you go n***, I knows you
Puppet on the string right n*** I own you
the hook in now, something for me to zoom thru

Just that
Her blow up and too good
Not a hood wantchu back n***
Just like

They see you on the cover of that Five
And an heart attack, yeah
Just like
Just that

You go back now
Just like
Just that
You can't go now

I lookin' for that sunshine but I lil' flipper
Yeah, I'm a star but I' am not the lil'
Always been ever since a lil' n***
So b*** my swag used to call me L'l Gigger

And Corie said, "Man you to bring it to the streets"
So now I'm just chillin' in the of the beast
Waitin' for my release date, a n*** hungry as
But I'll be damn you me walkin' for some cheesecake

I'll be in each state, new on my arm
Blue twenty on the chain and were six on the charm
I'm a don m*** kissed a ring you see me
See I do I do like I do it for the TV

I'm too hot, so now all eye's on me 2Pac
On my got two glocks
This rap s*** make me crazy
If it ain't the money n*** f*** you, pay me

Just that
Her n*** blow up and too
Not a hood, don't wantchu back
like that

They see on the cover of Fortune Five
And an heart attack, yeah
Just like
Just like

You go back now
Just like
(I'm gonna have fun the last verse though)
like that
You go back now
(Check out)

You was never in my class, a b***
Thought you was this s*** but now your class
The ain't well enough, your lies keep buildin' up
You made homie, so for you I keep a switchblade on me

'Coz I don't need a gun for your
I give your a*** a start before I run for your a***
Fat boy, I'm watchin' you put on act boy
I thought you was my man, you gonna do me like boy

But you know what say and I'm callin' it out
When the pressure up the true colors come out
That's the in your a*** and a d*** in your mouth
Sittin' and got the industry trickin' you out

You's a bitch n***, sell your soul to get n***
So I guess it's time expose ya whole s***
Yours truly Mims, the last
The lesson for today is done, over