Luyện nghe bài hát Come Up

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You tryin to come up, I am the up
I be standin right here the sun up
You done up if you niggaz try and run up
You good, go on 'head, throw your one up
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And scream out bla-bladow,
Bla-bla-bladow, how ya me now?
I'm bla-bladow, bla-bla-bladow
Bla-bla-bladow, how ya like me
It go bla-bladow,
Bla-bla-bladow, how ya like me
I'm like bla-bladow,
Bla-bla-bladow, how ya like me
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My nigga Funeral Fad told me in oh-three
Rap ain't nuttin but cash bitches, foreign cars and trees
Cristal by the cases, bad by the flocks
And I I promised my niggaz I'd never leave the block; but
Shit - I done been through six Ranges
Hand on the Eagle, yeah I got them Mike Vick
Throwin on par with the accuracy
Hit your whole faculty, like ain't jackin me
you do, you be layin in a box
While Ja (da) "Kiss Ass Goodbye" {MUAH} L.O.X.
shot leave them niggaz in shock
That second shot, that's when that body (you heard me?)
And niggaz askin 'bout "Detox"
I'll tell you if you tell me who killed aight then~!
I'm at this fight then, with Tyson
The way he's stickin and movin the knife, Floyd win
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Yeah, uhh
Testarossas, keep an toaster
It's Hub City finest, they the mostest
My nigga do that, my nigga Tyga do that
about the new cat, I whipped the Range through that
I'm in Toronto, DeMar got a
courtsides with Drake, Hector and Rondo
Bitches know my name, Lifestyle, she fuck with that
Dick too big like my lifestyle, you fuck with
Poppin champagne, we do the thing
Standin on the couch, money Game, that's the campaign
Big in my pocket, on my wrist
At the Ronald Airport, yeah, I'm on my shit
Louis Vuitton luggage butter with the red wheels
Started when the "RED" dropped, I'm gettin head still
In the club, lookin you niggaz
These bitches gas niggaz, Drizzy ask them niggaz
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