Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Am

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

Destinies fulfilled off the filling the pillow talking
How you killing my highs, I hope you built the
I got virgin lungs excuse the coughing
Think I'm to blow, they call me George from Boston
Respect is given so I confiscate it
Get acquainted with I get them acclimated
Cherry red dice I'm a gambling man I'm taking twice
Had to escape the
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 it running, I'm keeping the grass cut
No snakes, royalty niggers don't get no pussy
So it's for me, she invited me in her mouth
You know it's cordially, we throwin' racks, she said please don't to me
All my niggers is winning, out to Charlie Sheen
I spit bars the a money machine
A money machine, of course I'm trying to be the king was part of my dream
And wale told me fuck y'all so we fuck yall, we love y'all
Loud B.O.T. above y'all, patron at 4 am, fuck the call
We aint heard of that, and we aint hear of

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

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

I used to up mama house by opening ovens
Now mama see shit on Oprah and know that it's coming
real shit, it's bigger than rap, my n-gga Cole busy, but genius is back
I light up my spliff a sip of my yack
Thinking back of when the city weren't of rap
They weren't thinking of rap, they weren't a f-ck
Now everywhere I go they be it up
I seen it all from Barry 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 skip college, chase and black pennies
Not in the kingdom of Zamunda but it's mad
Where bad bitches with bad just act friendly

where they love you then 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 juice ?
n-gga,
n-gga,
My... dont keep it nigga
work, work, work, work, work.