Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Am

Uhh.. to paradise
planes, long flights
Welcome to the

Destinies off the filling from the pillow talking
How you killing my highs, I hope you the coffin
I got lungs please excuse the coughing
Think I'm bout to blow, they me George from Boston
Respect is given so I confiscate it
Get with mine I get them acclimated
Cherry red dice I'm a gambling man I'm never taking
Had to escape the
This ain't for ordinary people, don't compare me to
I'm to be like The Beatles,
Give me some soul money, niggers is up
Tell them to keep it running, I'm keeping the cut
No snakes, royalty hating niggers don't get no
So it's more for me, she me in her mouth
You know it's cordially, we throwin' racks, she please don't talk to me
All my niggers is winning, shout out to Sheen
I spit bars the a money machine
A money machine, of I'm trying to be the king that was part of my dream
And told me fuck y'all so we fuck yall, we don't love y'all
B.O.T. above y'all, patron at 4 am, fuck the last call
We aint heard of that, and we aint of y'all

Doggin, Hard listen, mean muggin for when niggas see their C's til they see the judges
side of town, baby mama blues,
When drama ensues Ndomakong Suh
Old ass defensive as boys,
Why you knock that up if you cant tend it out boy
I'm a tenant my is monumental

I'm here forever, these other scribble in pencil
Got indelible colors, only look when buzzing
I'm at Dallas with flyin straight to the money
And you don't my slang my colloquial is lovely
So they me and love me like I'm a poet or something
Hoe I kick it, I punt it like Reggie Roby or
Shady bitches'll me, Reggie Smokers disgust me
the least of you haters, make the most of your money
Have that consistent long as your motor's running

I used to heat up mama house by opening
Now mama see that shit on Oprah and know it's coming
That's real shit, it's bigger rap, my n-gga Cole busy, but genius is back
I light up my spliff take a sip of my
Thinking back of when the weren't thinking of rap
They weren't of rap, they weren't giving a f-ck
Now everywhere I go they be it up
I seen it all from Barry Farms to Corders
They had rocking like a Park that's word to Mike Shinoda
out to captain Ginnny and free my n-gga Ricky
We pray for polo, we miss you little Penny
We college, chase dollars and black pennies
Not in the of Zamunda but it's mad semi's
Where bad bitches with bad intentions act friendly

This where they you then they hate you, go and ask Fifty
Yeah, go and ask
They love you then they hate you, go and ask
Go and ask fenty, hating ass n-gga, sweeter sibling
Who got the n-gga ?
n-gga,
n-gga,
My... dont keep it deuce
work, work, work, work, work.