Luyện nghe bài hát Celebrity

[Lloyd
I just touched down, Ferrari to
I ain't even home and 're talking about me
out my ear if you talking
'bout freedom nigger Free don't pay the bills Im ballin' all out, b! You rappers don 't know me Nah I ain't your homie If your name aint Em, Ferrari or
I like my wheel
My Bentley my
My my forty
Jamaica shawty
these I took in the gut yo
the 's still here, I'm just cooking it up slow
Clear my mind, you whippin ' the truck
my Pop dead, but he live through his son
if rap aint work, I'll be pimpin' on some hoe eating lobster and shrimp in the Bungalow
I'm back like crack the drumroll
You know, wherever I go the gun go [Akon -
We on the (hey) all the time (hey)
ain't bout to let a nigga come and mine
I a nine, you see the shine
I might just let your ass this time
While I get this paper,
While I get paper, paper
Cause I'm a celebrity (I don 't need none of y 'all) celebrity
(Keep punk-ass awards)
I'm a celebrity (Take your fake off)
Ghetto
nothing changed nigger [Lloyd Banks]
The media will test ya, is pressure
Porche
platinum hammer the

wreck the booth up, I'm too
that inner city
step your jewels up, bruised up
I'll sparkle for the camera harsh reality 's what (?) holding them from opening
verbal attack all over these niggas, the herd to the back
I'm the kind that pray on, spending half of their day on
lay on, for days, just shots spray on
my sound system knock and in Tupac
6-4 jumping the ground too hot

they spot me, they chase a nigga down two
two shots in the air for niggas that here
two tone, two door, grey top, roof
guap galore, in and out of new hall
that bright light you saw, was a paparazzi
I'm tryna snap a picture through Maserati glass [Chorus] [Eminem]
there are insults in my head
to fill up a jar
and have it overflowing so dont get me going, don't start
you 'll never see me again, Earhart
I'm poppin' a off to a really unfair start
I'm past for me, guess I just be grounded up
ground round or a pound of chuck
tightly wound as
till the fire marshalls come
Fire marshall ground 'em up I you should just shut the fuck up
and fucking around and duck
I aint playing this time, I told you I 'm not down for blunts to say I keep it 100 would probably sound
like calling a bitch a hoe, or asking a gal to
and your dick cock
is she up to scew and down to
it's a man's and I'm trapped in a land of smut
a thousand sluts wrapped with muzzles
running a house of muts
otherwords I'm shutting up everyone one of you bitches mouth 's up and I'm watching my if I tell you to kiss my fucking butt
and shit changed, my shit still dont stink player
my farts may have become staler ever since I became a park celebrity
my complexion became a little paler
poster child for white trash, I'm a garbage pale kid sailor yeah, see me up all in bitch means I 'ma rape her, all I got for these hoes is dick duck tape and a stapler so bitch you better look for table
scraps to her
I don't subscribe to the news or the free press but I get the paper!