Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Am

Uhh.. to paradise
Paper planes, flights
Welcome to the

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

Doggin, Hard listen, mean muggin for when niggas see their C's til they see the judges
side of town, baby mama blues,
When drama niggers Ndomakong Suh
Old ass defensive as boys,
Why you knock bitch up if you cant tend it out boy
I'm a tenant my opinion is

I'm here forever, these other niggers scribble in
Got indelible colors, only look when buzzing
I'm at Dallas with flyin straight to the money
And you understand my slang my colloquial is lovely
So they quote me and love me like I'm a or something
Hoe I kick it, I punt it like Reggie or something
bitches'll feel me, Reggie Smokers disgust me
Make the least of you haters, make the most of money
that consistent drive long as your motor's running

I used to heat up mama house by ovens
Now see that shit on Oprah and know that it's coming
That's real shit, it's bigger than rap, my Cole busy, but genius is back
I light up my spliff a sip of my yack
Thinking back of when the city thinking of rap
They weren't thinking of rap, they 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 word to Mike Shinoda
Shout out to captain Ginnny and free my n-gga
We pray for polo, we miss you little Penny
We college, chase dollars and black pennies
Not in the of Zamunda but it's mad semi's
bad bitches with bad intentions just act friendly

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