Luyện nghe bài hát Announcement

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

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

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

Live from the South this one
Hide your gun, representing to the fullest
Raps or bullets, see them rappers, be duckin
When Com be in the kitchen, fuckin

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now all the bitties from ugly to pretty
I was the magician em, made em listen
My is like a Blow Pop baby
And it stiffer than some Botox baby

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

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

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

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

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

Id like to announce
Throw you 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