Luyện nghe bài hát The Come Up

Let me take you to the wicked Westside
Where them niggaz carry and the best die
Where we up in the corners that we fight for
City from the shores breeds gangsters and Lords

Bustin' pistols while we from the five, oh
Hit the adversaries up because we slow

Oh, I'm a killa mayne, standin' on these
for my denim mayne and if you try to move
Soon as I hear one
I'ma let the tec and desert eagle non-stop

If I have to I'll commit a murder just to
me what you thought I'm from a city
Where they gang bang and I got that thang

Get it however you want it cop a fo' and split
Hustle hard and work way up 'til you holdin' a brick
Cop an ounce of this 'dro I got the flyest in town
Bet you within a week be able to get a pound

Go and drop you can whip on 24s to get around
paper make me feel like

Let me see all of my gangsters come up in
Let me see all of my hustlers come up in
Let me see all of my riders up in the Bay

Let me see all of my come up in Houston
Let me see all of my bitches up in ATL
Let me see all of my niggaz up MIA

Now let me take you to the Southside
of the chrome, get shot up for standin' outside
Don't talk no shit or you can end up on prime
My Ty Nitti be holdin' down the nine-nine

where the thugs lurks, I done been out there
Seen them niggaz put in work
When I'm in the 100's you can always smell the scent of
These niggaz gettin' money in they inner circle

Fuck with 'em they to hurt you, gotta get they cash on
Necessary evil they to put the mask on
Then they put the mash on, steady bustin' at each other
I take a tool and bust my strap and out, "Free my brother"

ass motherfuckers, I'm about to break 'em out
If they hit me they get me I'ma take 'em out
If we we gon' smoke a blunt and cruise home
him to his new charger with no shoes on 'til the haters move on

In to set up shop now, gotsa the block down
Gettin' make me feel like

Let me see all of my gangsters up in Chi-Town
Let me see all of my come up in Brooklyn
Let me see all of my come up in the Bay

Let me see all of my killers up in Houston
Let me see all of my bitches up in ATL
Let me see all of my niggaz up MIA

Now let me take you to the motherfuckin'
Where the true thugs and the elite of the mob at
somebody, better call them out or try to tell them later
When they you, where you from? when they catch you on the elevator

The fiends lurkin', niggaz serve in pissy
Can't say shit 'cause they be gettin' all day

Mercedes parked out front, with a hat cocked to the left
In the ride with the glock smokin' a blunt
300Z the Lamborghini do's and some hoes with a big ol' project booty
And the kinda hot but the cops wanna come to hold the work
He got that duty so they do nothin' to me

flo' with the 'dro now, nineteenth flo' by the rocks now
Gettin' make me feel like

Let me see all of my gangsters come up in
Let me see all of my come up in Brooklyn
Let me see all of my come up in the Bay

Let me see all of my killers come up in
Let me see all of my come up in ATL
Let me see all of my niggaz up MIA

Yeah, some oh six
For all the real niggaz and to ride to
Not none of that ol' ass, metaphoric ass, ol' goofy shit
This some of real shit, that Chi-Town shit
That shit, fool, Twista bitch