Luyện nghe bài hát Celebrity

[Lloyd
I just touched down, Ferrari to
I ain't even home and they 're about me
out my ear if you talking
'bout freedom nigger 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 Tony
I my wheel chromey
My my Rolly
My my forty
Jamaica shawty
these losses I in the gut yo
the work 's still here, I'm cooking it up slow
Clear my mind, you ' the truck load
my Pop dead, but he through his son though
if rap aint work, I'll be pimpin' on some hoe Still eating lobster and in the Bungalow
I'm back like crack over the
You know, I go the gun go [Akon - Chorus]
We on the (hey) all the time (hey)
ain't to let a nigga come and snatch mine
I a nine, you see the shine
I might just let your ass slide this
I get this paper, paper
While I get paper, paper
Cause I'm a celebrity (I don 't need of y 'all) Ghetto celebrity
(Keep your awards)
I'm a celebrity (Take fake smile off)
Ghetto
nothing changed nigger [Lloyd Banks]
The media test ya, popularity is pressure
Porche
hammer through the

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

they me, they chase a nigga down two blocks
two in the air for niggas that aint here
two tone, two door, grey top, floor
green guap galore, in and out of new
that bright light you saw, was a flash
I'm tryna snap a picture through your Maserati glass [Chorus]
there are enough insults in my
to up a swear jar
and have it overflowing so dont get me going, don't start
you 'll see me again, Amelia Earhart
I'm poppin' a wheelie off to a really start
I'm grinding for me, guess I just be grounded up
like ground round or a of chuck
tightly as fuck
till the marshalls come shut
marshall ground 'em up I guess you should just shut the fuck up
and stop fucking and duck
I aint playing this time, I told you I 'm not down for blunts to say I keep it 100 probably sound redundant
like a bitch a hoe, or asking a gal to suck
and blowing dick cock
is she up to scew and down to
it's a World and I'm trapped in a land of smut
with a thousand wrapped with muzzles
running through a house of
otherwords I'm shutting up everyone one of you bitches mouth 's up and I'm my language if I tell you to kiss my fucking butt
and aint shit changed, my still dont stink player
my farts may have staler ever since I became a trailer park celebrity
maybe my complexion became a little
poster child for white trash, I'm a garbage pale kid sailor yeah, see me up all in your bitch means I 'ma rape her, all I got for these is dick duck tape and a stapler so bitch you better look for table
to scrape her
I don't subscribe to the news or the free press but I get the paper!