Luyện nghe bài hát Let's Go

Yo,
Aiyyo if I was from New York I'd probably be Harlem
An uptown nigga with a for stardom
runningback, coach I can't guard 'em
If you me on your team ma, you needs a starter
Beg your pardon, kid is actin
He walk up in the club, Rick with his neck full
Goin to start a money war, what is he for?
Stacks paper, what he do that for?
Throw a few thousand out the of my Maybach
Just a little somethin that I got from
We cop, you see up in the windows
Shoppin sprees me hungry ma, it's time to get some {?}
Turkey bacon, egg whites all up in my
Obscene how the keep a nigga lean
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It's obscene how the protein a nigga lean

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We got a in here?! HELL NO!
We got a in here?! I SAID HELL NO!
You wanna set it off?! HELL YEAH!
You really set it off?! H-H-HELL YEAH!
Then let's go, let's go, go, let's go
Let's go, let's go, let's go, go (hey!)
Let's go, let's go, let's go, go
go, let's goooo (hey!)

I'm just chillin in my Coupe (what?) in my Coupe (what?)
I'm in my Coupe with my chick on the side
I'm just chillin in my (what?) I'm chillin in my Coupe (what?)
I'm chillin in my Coupe with my on the side

I'm like a country-ass Adonis for my goddess
Same apparatus around, that can find her
Pulled down the shades, clothes on your
She can go behind this lame and let shorty go to
Show a couple thou', bet go berserk
Last night she on the pole, then mornin she in chruch
On her in both places, man I bet that hurt
Get you some extra funds, support ya moms
she slangin ass so you can say she buy sex
Plus she got a friend so I she bi-sex
I park right to her, yeah that's me
Plus the house up on the hill, baby yeah me

See I'm a U-City alumni, out my one eye
to Popeye, when I'm on that spinach
Somebody call up the Guinness Book, it's be record
Like when I heard the I knew it had to be on my record
Know folks need it, I'm elected
The right to bear arms, I'm officially
So if I call you out, don't argue, it
fact, go hit the showers, you officially ejected!
I used to slang the Jimmy Crack I didn't care
I seen Jimmy jack homie, I was there
When Jimmy turned with his devilish glare
I Jimmy waistline, partner he wouldn't dare (c'mon)
I can burn your chest shots of Patron
Fuck a drink, I'm talkin 50-cal eagle holmes
... Ah ah ah ah
I drop down and get my 50-cal eagle on (boom!)

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