Luyện nghe bài hát Announcement

Im fin to you to the tip top baby
Im fin to you to the tip top baby
Im fin to take you to the tip top

Everybody Id like to
you hands up when we in the house
Yeah, is hip hop baby
Im fin to you to the tip top baby

And tell your girl the tickets is out
And we gon do it till they us out
this is hip hop baby
Im fin to you to the tip top baby

Live from the South Side one
Hide gun, representing Chi-Town to the fullest
Raps or bullets, see them rappers, be duckin
Com be buckin in the kitchen, fuckin

On the sink, got my mama a
Think Common is the link, the game was extinct
Lay there, them is as slim as Shady
Brought em back from the 80s, now lets make babies

Freestyle paid off so Lincoln me
No we can more whips than slavery
Alex and this rap shit, my roots is deep
You the bitch is you, yeah I know whats beef

Let it cook and I pop grease
You thirsty cant stop my feast, uh
I still her, she be needin the dick
When it to hip hop its just me and my bitch, uh

Id like to announce
Throw you hands up when we in the
Yeah, this is hip hop
Im fin to take you to the tip top

And your girl that the tickets is out
And we gon do it till they us out
this is hip hop baby
Im fin to take you to the tip top

Baby, youre like, what the There is no other
Valet crushed my Rolls so quickly I another
Sorry Mr. William moved out the
Spot to the top, fifty feet with was the

Slow son, youre killin em, well funded it was not
Came to deals, reminiscing give me chills
When was with Biggie, Versace on every niggie
The backpacker copped the and drove to his city

Now all the little bitties from ugly to
I was the magician mesmerize em, em listen
My dick is a Blow Pop baby
And it gets stiffer than some Botox

But show out and show me you aint gon act right
And Ill be pedaling like a track bike
She aint the Casio cost a hundred
Its been two years since I it, now all the rappers want it, what?

Everybody Id to announce
Throw you hands up we in the house
Yeah, is hip hop baby
Im fin to you to the tip top baby

And tell your girl that the is out
And we gon do it till they us out
Cause is hip hop baby
Im fin to you to the tip top baby

As I sit back, with Chicago on my back
Unzip the backpack, pull out a fifth of
Ill probably go to for, naw that aint me
I crazy and act like Jay-Z

The black Kojak, I get money and want mo
The rap photographer, the way the stop
Broads say, Are you a
Yeah yeah, I on top of ya Uh!

Everybody Id like to
Throw you hands up we in the house
Yeah, is hip hop baby
Im fin to you to the tip top baby

And tell your that the tickets is out
And we gon do it till they us out
Cause is hip hop baby
Im fin to take you to the tip top