Luyện nghe bài hát Stand Up

When you go out, you want an or a documentary? Which one you want Khaled?
(I money)
A documentary,
(I that too!)
We gotta movies

Bright lights attracted bad
And to mad niggas
Whoever lil' ol' Meek Milly'd pass Jigga?
I'm just thinkin' a tad
You niggas talk fly, only fly at last picture
And you look like the picture
I just hit a home run, on with us
And money, [?], comin' for the ass, nigga, ass, nigga
Last nigga, were cemeteries diggin' grass, nigga
The obituary leaves the scripture
Mama he was a good kid, thinkin' would kid
I signed my deal my AP on
In the drop top the AC on
with Cash Money, get my Baby on
No, never fuck a chick got Bakers on
Or no Kors
I'm on the same that Mike was on
Jordan, Jackson, on
I've seen niggas your type before
I'm in that velour, look at the flights I bought
These hoes got a right to war
When a young real light the floor
Hundred bottles, man that's lights galore
Before Tom was Ford, I'm Honda Accord
for a plug, tryna find the cord
Niggas shot tryna find the Lord
This down Rollie say the time is yours
I get my on
Like [?] in the [?], it was
with a warden, gun until I got an AK
Kids in the when we was by the bay, bay
Kids the Pyrex, I hit it first, Ray J

When the lights low, and the show
And the champagne on your bow tie
And your dawg change up, playin' sides
No it won't stop, when the stop
When the fed rush in the dope
And your main man 'em how the coke drop
How he danced with me by the boat dock
I know when he did that, I bet that your ghost
I hope that you up
nigga just man up
I'm just you stand up
Young just man up
I hope that you man up and don't give the fam up
I just that you man up and don't give the fam up
Real nigga for

As the rain drop, on the pavement
I came my hood Mulsanne'n
On the block all night like I famous
I run with the same niggas I came with
Where I came from, where I in
We eatin' lobster and from Top Ramen
Oodles and noodles, when you're hungry killers'll do you
And when you're gettin' to that money them pursue you
The lurkin', the streets watchin'
hoes talkin', like "he got it"
And he nervous, cause we
We call that boy for a and we rob him
Like Batman, pussy gettin' backhand
to the people you a at man
Half rack, we got more ghosts than
And for that we be grindin' like a lapdance
Get the money young
Get the money, never fold, cause comin' young nigga
When the feds get to rushin', better not tell on young
Don't be young nigga, just man up, don't give the fam up
20 years when they added them grams up
Plus 5 more, he got booked a handgun
And now he in the courtroom, givin' his up
Rat ass