Luyện nghe bài hát Uptown

Yeah, uh huh

Uh, hardly home but reppin',
You hardly on and second,
I'm awake you always restin',
And when they call you the answer you hardly question,
I, I'm classic shit in all my sessions,
Other situations they are all depressin',
why I never follow y'all suggestions,
I always did my own thing,
Now I run the game, you mudda-suckas
I see all this money through my Ohio buck eyes,
Shit been good, but good can turn to better,
Cause you the type to lose her, and I'm to get her

It's
okay
It's
okay
It's
okay
You can run an tell your friends
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
believe I understand
It's
It's
It's
It's
okay
It's
You can run an my city
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
You can run an my city it's on

Yeah, way down a one way,
Women don't get saved me even on a Sunday,
Damn where I get it from, these niggas always who,
Then they meet my pop and 'em "Drake is just a younger you"
And shawty party so don't let yo girl up out the house
Or there'll be on T-M-Z, of me givin' her mouth-to-mouth,
Now she's and the paparazzi starts to shoot her,
I drive two black cars I 'em Malcom X an' Martin Luther
I don't ever play but I'm in the lady,
They just loose to love, are tennis games lady,
Have you money goin' duffle bag crazy,
on Pink Floyd an puffin' Wayne Brady,
Damn, who's is it anyways,
I'm in a daze, you amazed,
Y'all seem to be stuck on that stage,
I'm on fire, yup I've a blaze,
I got dough to blow, but I wanna it right,
You look nice, and yo' frame, makes me bowl a strike
Well alright, I might, know what? Fuck it, yes I will,
I am than what you bargained for and nothin' less than real
Put it to you

Bun B King of the Trill one of the dopest,
the streets or on the mic, I'm dope and yes I'm focused,
That gangsta me for my locc ness no joke it's,
Time to shake haters off like the skin of a Locus,
Or maybe a python that's the type a shit I'm on,
I wrote on my iPhone so let me drop this iBomb,
I palm the game like its a Splading and take flight,
From the free throw line and slam it down like I'm the Mike
Bun an Wayne an in here man this goin' be a great night,
at all these posers bite, our swagger like a great white,
Try to cross me I just fake left then I break right,
Stupid animal like David Letterman's Late Night,
This that major moment you've waitin' on for too long,
The best that did it an doin' it on a new song,
an Young Money too strong
Bound to be in the green a crouton,
So what the is you on?

I am the jacket, black glasses, All-American bad boy
I own the swagger supermarket an' you, you a bag boy
Cause I got swag boy, the swag you never had boy
Hate an' I leave ya chest the color of my flag boy
Soo woo bitch, I do this shit, erase you like I drew you bitch
An' I that toaster you can come an be my strudel bitch
I'm so uptown, and motherfucker at Wayne
go uptown yeah
And now I'm on rock shit,
But why they let me in I'm a start in a mosh pit, ha ha
Fuck is you talkin' bout, Weezy in ya now
whatchu talkin' bout
(Young baby!)