Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Am

Uhh.. to paradise
Paper planes, long
to the life

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

Doggin, Hard listen, mean for when niggas don't 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 that bitch up if you cant tend it out boy
I'm a my opinion is monumental

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

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

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