Luyện nghe bài hát Amen

[Verse 1:
in fallopians of Ethiopian women
The wheels are spinning, is glistening
Few exquisite, Now if you have
The youth is twisted, off liquid made to cure the sickness
Feel like my vision a big shift
Smoking Samson got me lifted
I'm the one who gave your girl cousin them
Your brother's plug, Spit instead your mother's mug
Take a finest bottle, pour the out for em'
Once above, the last is for the homie's lock
Liqour crop, hit the lot, double spinning till the Guinness
Pull off in gear, put it in park
The whores, they see me, say the here
My voice is hordes for [?]
Like over here, we don't fear
Road to the riches, and the clear
I'm riding till the tears sparking an tear

2: Ab-Soul]
Actavis in cooler
I bit the on the Mac computer, you a loser
There ain't a subject I tackle, either now or sooner
Ain't got no pads, but collateral pass to her
Running back, running rap, I bet you wish she ya'
Black Lip Pastor, (Soulo, Soulo)
Soulo in ho, that mean this church up in this bitch
Gave her a then I hit, god
I'm an entity into titties, a fat ass, some pussy, and some good weed
Knowledge and in abundance, infinite energy
And I'll be sure to write and day, literally
Deadline snapback, in my backpack
Xan with that lean nigga, shit you never nigga
Put on my team nigga, 3 i's, you see me bruh
Careful, you the game's T-D-E us

[Verse 3: Staples]
I they out there praying for the death of me
I been down to knock, it's my
I round the block, it's no testin' me
We ran the north, it's no extra key
So got on lock my nigga?
I to tell him, they ain't gon' get it
I prolific, been on this shit
You can check mo millie, that was like
You niggas ain't no factors, Just come around we ain't no actors
It's no cut, just checks
Don't waltz 25, but take my time
If a come around, tryna' take what's mine
Tryna' take my life? good luck that
We got guns for that, you not back
I got in the bushes, lurkin' & lookin'
Bout' that life, get yours took quick
Just a story of some kids stranded
of the homies and a couple automatics
Come to the hood, get a pack out
Tombstone re-ripped, with hood whacked out
You know what he about, at park till after dark
They drain pool, we swam with sharks
We shooting off 7th street
You the bed in which you sleep
I stay awake like dead
With the hammer sitting indiscreet,

[Verse 4:
Sold drugs in your building
In front' the
A of shit, i'll be considered the most
hand on the dinner plate
I start the with a toast
assorted cheeses, they garnish the both
Cut the slices
Distribute to my assemblage of these fucking heathens
A of demons in these polo fleeces
I clutch the reapers into bay
I the Priest and vanish in the breezes
I to Jesus, reconsidered features
Rain dance on sanded beaches
Pick from the tree that the fruit of peaches
these skeezers and it feel the Eden
These backwards got me with the breathing
Connecting and the shit the cheapest
I hit the party with the Sherm
Ear rings look like lights
I cop the fish platforms for the cold price
Hop out the V in all sequence, is Swedish
Sway Padorian, my the meanest, you need it
And i'm the founder of shit
On the forty-sixth floor eating with the shrimp
Got a awfully thick and I just pound her with the dick
Get the dope outta broad, destroy the county with the shit
of shit records, where dreams come true
You saying me? I'm saying fuck you