Luyện nghe bài hát Im Here

Chorus: Oooh, im here, so up the door for
me, who is it? Its Hopsin, im here, so
up the door for me, hurry up and
let me in nah, nah, nah Nah, nah, gimme my (Dinner,
dinner, dinner) Nah, nah, nah, nah,
nah, then me the dessert (Dessert,
dessert, dessert)

Verse 1: Yo, P stepped in the dizzo, wit a
mean mug and Flizzo, i gotta get my swag on, nigga
y'know, im leave the club wit a
ass ho, my penis is all im finna to
give her, is sicker thenna nigga
whos from hiccups and vomit his
liver (Blahh) You wanna up? Stop
gobbalin liquor, and probly Consider plottin some up to get
quicker, phonys get to many
plays on the station and leave me
out of a deal, they on vacation,
shit i'll leave these rappers on the
pavement, this fit wit more whack
niggas then a slave basement but
freth of bresh air I mean a breath of fresh air, MCs are
next to catch hell, i leave em
and left scared, cuz juss what i do,
im the buggaboo, wait on me for
a substitute, I be shit up so move!

Chorus: Ooh, im here, so up the door for me,
who is it? Its Im here, so open up the door for me,
up and let me in nah, nah, nah,
nah, nah, my dinner (Dinner,
dinner, dinner) Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah,
pass me the dessert (Dessert, dessert, dessert)

Verse 2: Hey shawty, if i buy you a 40 you
you can gimmie some tang, im
feelin horny, and we can have an
wit you and yo friends, be tha man,
have a nigga yellin out, YEAH! My
tryna make me switch Tha flow just because Oprah want
me sayin no more, im like "Oprah,
why you doin this, this is ludacris,
that just hypes my ass up more to
call you a bitch!" This is my life, and
is my (This is my urge) This is my
mic, and these are my (My Words) You cant stop Hopsin forget it its
not poppin, i kick the that niggas
when they hot boxin, right when you
was bout to retire lisnin to rap
music, i it and turned you back
to it, it was a call, i was even
thinkin all hope was lost But of all be happy im

Chorus: Ooh, im here, so open up the for me,
who is it? Its Hopsin, im here so up
the for me, hurry up and let me in
nah, nah, nah, nah, nah Gimmie my (Dinner, din
ner,dinner) Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah,
pass me the (Dessert, dessert,
dessert)

3: I go to rap concerts and post in the back,
dont even clap, im knowin the
show'll be whack, after performin They be like they spose to get dap,
im like, "Man you got by your
openin act!" (Get outta here!) You
fucken wit i brought to the table,
you a tax write offa your label, you
outside flossin yo Rove, hos
eyeballin your bankroll, til you
all the money back, am i The same show? I think so, im the
invincible, Mr.
Ripper flow yes its pitiful, gimmie
nipples to on, lyrical general, suck
on my genitals, you get shitted on,
me and you never gon get
along, he best be, the hottest the PS3, strait out the W.E.S.T., of course,
what rappers you know reppin it
Other niggas pretty hot but imma
killer, cmon!

Chorus: Ooh, im here, so open up the for me,
who is it? Its Hopsin, im here So up the door for me, hurry up and
let me in, nah, nah, nah, nah, nah,
my dinner (Dinner, dinner,
dinner) Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah,
me the dessert (Dessert, dessert,
dessert) Ooh, im here, so open up the for me,
who is it? Its Hopsin, im so open up
the door for me, up and let me in
nah, nah, nah, nah, nah My dinner (Dinner, dinner, dinner) Nah,
nah, nah, nah, nah, then me the
(Dessert, dessert, dessert)

Outro: Hopsin, Hopsin, Hopsin, Hopsin,
Hopsin, Hopsin, Hopsin, Hopsin, H-izzo, P
stepped in the dizzo, wit a mug
and a flizzo, H-izzo P
Stepped in the