Luyện nghe bài hát V.I.P

There's a lot of that I never understood, (never understood)
Somethin' like Victory, here, (look here)
Blessin's to the men that Chicago streets, and survive (and survive)
We all in a test of time, (God us)
one let me show you, (show me)
and tribulations, Victory, (victory), felony P.A.
(public announcement), Victory, (victory)
Do or Die, Dun, Victory, (victory)
is a must, (this is a must)
Amongst the Chicago area, the universe
is have to be a must,

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Got to keep it baby party all night
You spill your drink on me baby that's all
How you be in the V.I.P., and the
think of all the nights you can creep out me

See I'm leasin' real estates
ball with the heavyweights, to get a bad hoe
Lease up in state, some on the estimate
motherfuckers calculate, then to straight ass
Thugs hyperventilate, bounce for me baby, baby, show me, show me
For 'bout the love of money, motherfucker stay in the club
cause all my fresh out start back
I em' up murda baby right back
shit, ya'll in the Benz's, love us
if you not wit' the flow, hoes wit' us
My nigga Chas' tol' me let em' see you sweat
let em' see you wet
never let em' call bet
sex for a rival, for some 5-0
watch those kinve'o's, just yo'
nigga's for the 5-0, bus' those thugs on the
with my eyes closed, wha' ha!

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You'd be lookin' fine, and so and all that
away my pillow when I slept wit' my gal
bounce for me baby shake yo' ass like
remember us 96', po' see a
stressin' now, while we're tryin' to handle that
Louie 13, hell yeah, sippin' that, only to shine
(???) with 2 plaques, we be sangin' dame's, top
diamonds my wrists goin' blin', blin', blin'
money at the bank ting', ting', ting'
or die be, put a rock on my fing'
make the (????) make a hummin' bird sing
ya'll let me, let me, let me
Show a chick paper tell me what she wan' do
I could a jack, make a nigga go ooo...
you can get yo' girls, I can with my own crew,

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All my thugs don't count, you in the club
He goin' yo' habit go from a dub to an ounce
this do or die link put em' on the same
nigga drama, I'm gonna cock an' spit
we tryin' to take the city, the block shit
north pole niggas get cold as the get
I'm official, that means I it down with no cabbage, (no cabbage)
open up shop no status, (no status)
my time to spit it, and make the world right
it's my time to shine, like ya'll girls
it's my to whip niggas, and have niggas Cross have it, look
keep it for 3 months and I'm gon' let by, yeah, right now
I'm lookin' for somethin' it's gonna be it, hey Ma
QP's the baddest, yo' sex, the status, me V.I.P.
You need, to at us.

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you ride for me baby?
Would you some slugs in them nigga's?
Heey, pump, pump, pump, pump, and ya'll don't want to duck
lemme that shit for ya', who make them hits for ya'
and when you down and out, I'm goin' make them for ya'
all my niggas paper chase, chase,
and when them motherfuckers up in yo' face
you can catch a case, a case, so I just stay home niggas
I've got a phone niggas, roll when I nigga, hittin' other cities
then I'm runnin' through the toll niggas, partner we die
wil'in out, no doubt, have fun, V.I.P., pop guns, and I bombs
but I, told ya'll motherfuckers to come
and anything in my perimeter I

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