Luyện nghe bài hát Yep, I'm Back

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Now everybody get hands up
Now get your hands up

Loso, mo betta, mo
I do da rose, I am not a
Challenge me with the bling, these n*** know
The are as big as the logo on those sweaters

H*** betta have a back attack
I come through like a funeral, all on black
Couple 6 deuces, all back to
Few flyin Spurs, all to back

We da 04, 05 in dem
When it comes to makin Os we dunkin to dem
Na, I aint talkin
Im talkin' white ones like the low cuts

You couldnt see me if you stood on your tipy
But you could smell this Cali *** with da zipy
Skippy Doe, the seats is peanut butter
You seen a studda like street fidda didda damn

Yep, Im back stuntin, yep, Im frontin
Yep, Im who made somethin outta nothin
Yep, I you see somethin dat you wantin
Its just about me, you can't go without me, yall

Said you cant go on without me,
Said you cant go on without me,
Now get your hands up
Now everybody get hands up

Mo' stuntin, mo'
How you it, homie? Show sum'n
You could ask him, he go hard
With dat A M E X card

time I was seen in a strip club Rain
I Katrina da strip club
May I say I away
fly till the day I fade away

Hey, I prey, I stay out of a way
Lemme play like A.I. get to da point
hear him say I when he spit to the joint
You hear it spray when I get to the joint

And a man could see dat the n*** wit Fab
Is gonna come like them
for Tony at the Babylon
Rapid fire, do you a rappa flyer? The L O S O, I guess no

Yep, Im back stuntin, yep, Im frontin
Yep, Im somebody who somethin' outta nothin
Yep, I know you see somethin dat you
Its just somethin' about me, you go without me, yall

Said you go on without me, yall
you cant go on without me, yall
Now everybody get hands up
Now everybody get hands up

Mo' winin, mo'
Girls slow winin, gangstas signs in
I cant that the chain is so shinin
Dat this s*** on my is just co-signin

dont search us, they know we got the flamers
Still let us slide through the door like
I in God but my true religion
Is stuffin big faces in these True Religions

We everywhere, you aint neva
New Coupes, shine like patented leather Airs
Pushin sum'n, we aint got our on
Two 07s, neither one of us is James

We in da VIPs wit da big
Fendi aviator wit the big frames
The streets is watchin, is lookin
Brooklyns back, well, look at how Im lookin

Yep, Im back stuntin, yep, Im back
Yep, Im somebody who made somethin' nothin
Yep, I know you see somethin dat you
Its just somethin' about me, you go without me, yall

Said you cant go on without me,
Said you go on without me, yall
Now everybody get your up
Now everybody get hands up