Luyện nghe bài hát Just Like That

Yeah, I'm back, b***, okay, us out

Just like Easy, n*** I'm
me with your breezy, pushin' that new whip
Drop top new six, on white new kicks
I'm just across the world like Ludacris

But n*** in the hood Mims done sold out
See me in the club and they pullin' gold out
But they don't know I'm with the same n*** I with
Same from the hood, n*** I bang with

S*** ain't changed different toilet it's the s***
Ain't no half steppin' on some Big game s***
I walk a hustler, pimpin' hustlers language
We don't know others language 'coz your hustle is ancient

Your way to old n***, I flow like H2O
Know every you go n***, I knows you
Puppet on the string right n*** I own you
Bring the hook in now, something for me to zoom

like that
Her n*** blow up and too
Not a hood wantchu back n***
Just like

They see you on the cover of Fortune Five
And catch an attack, yeah
Just that
like that

You can't go now
Just like
like that
You can't go now

I lookin' for that sunshine but I ain't lil'
Yeah, I'm a star but I' am not the lil'
Always been dappin since a lil' n***
So b*** love my used to call me L'l Gigger

And Corie said, "Man you need to it to the streets"
So now I'm just chillin' in the of the beast
Waitin' for my release date, a n*** as hell
But I'll be damn you catch me walkin' for some

be in each state, new b*** on my arm
Blue twenty on the chain and were six on the charm
I'm a don kissed a ring when you see me
See I do I do like I do it for the TV

I'm too hot, so now all eye's on me 2Pac
On my got two glocks
This rap didn't make me crazy
If it ain't about the money n*** you, pay me

like that
Her blow up and too good
Not a hood, wantchu back n***
like that

They see on the cover of Fortune Five
And an heart attack, yeah
Just that
Just like

You go back now
Just like
(I'm gonna have fun with the verse though)
Just like
You can't go now
(Check out)

You was never in my class, a b***
Thought you was this s*** but now class dismissed
The story ain't well enough, lies keep buildin' up
You b*** homie, so for you I keep a switchblade on me

'Coz I don't a gun for your a***
I give your a*** a start before I run for your a***
Fat boy, I'm watchin' you put on act boy
I thought you was my man, you do me like that boy

But you what they say and I'm callin' it out
When the pressure up the true colors come out
That's the lean in a*** and a d*** in your mouth
back and got the industry trickin' you out

You's a bitch n***, sell your soul to get n***
So I guess it's time expose ya whole s***
Yours Mims, the last soldier
The lesson for today is done, over