Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Am

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

Destinies fulfilled off the filling from the pillow
How you killing my highs, I hope you the coffin
I got virgin lungs please excuse the
I'm bout to blow, they call me George from Boston
Respect is never given so I it
Get acquainted with mine I get acclimated
Cherry red dice I'm a gambling man I'm never twice
Had to the life
This for ordinary people, don't compare me to rappers
I'm to be like The Beatles,
Give me soul money, niggers is gassed up
Tell them to it running, I'm keeping the grass 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, out to Charlie Sheen
I spit bars the metronome's a machine
A money machine, of course I'm trying to be the king that was part of my
And wale told me fuck y'all so we fuck yall, we don't love
B.O.T. above y'all, patron at 4 am, fuck the last call
We aint heard of that, and we aint hear of

Doggin, Hard listen, mean muggin for when niggas don't see their C's til they see the
side of town, baby mama blues,
When ensues niggers Ndomakong Suh
Old lyin ass as boys,
Why you knock bitch up if you cant tend it out boy
I'm a my opinion is monumental

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

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

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