Luyện nghe bài hát Just Like That

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

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

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

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

way to old n***, I flow like H2O n***
Know every place you go n***, I you
Puppet on the string that's right I own you
the hook in now, something for me to zoom thru

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

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

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

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

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

I'll be in state, new b*** on my arm
twenty on the chain and there were six on the charm
I'm a don m*** 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 like
On my left got two
rap s*** didn't make me crazy
If it ain't about the money f*** you, pay me

Just that
Her n*** up and too good
Not a hood, don't wantchu back
Just like

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

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

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

I don't need a gun for your a***
I give your a*** a head before I run for your a***
Fat boy, I'm you put on that act boy
I you was my man, you gonna do me like that boy

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

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