Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Stop

Explain yourself, how you sound me?
the skateboard P
that your mee lo
playing games youre cee-lo
in a tight situation like
you can have it your way Carlito
my nigga be happy to give you torpedos
and you car twisted like a blunt
for you faggot ass niggas like to front
Im on some BBC shit
Im on some shit
in the kitchen with the heat beats in my apron
you and you want to erase it
close your when you know you cant take it
my flow your homeostasis
I Rolls Royce it on a basis
you talk shit it sound like sweet shit
straight liquorice you sound ticklish
80k for the Hermes dream
n crop in all your magazines
hunger strike yourself, look Celine
Dion, me and my niggas freon
you bitches on my
she got an ass you can eat on
try to play like the leather on a Vuiton
I hit it til I seat on
try to get her on
ask me to R ya and get peed on
I it aint me maam
8 behind me still got the burner
yes the enzo is stilll black like
truth, I mighta just a tooth
spittin what I did in the
Im out, pooof!

Fiasco:]
Carrera, raised in a teenage mutant ninja era
bear n tell the truth, I dare ya
ya lie, so eat these whole of these jalapeno peppers
for terror made in america too
fuck the property or give me my props
high off life this technology, DeVry
I rep Ali more like rapology
my not to be dishonestly deprived
so gimme that, gimme that, going
where my city at, Im like steak and fries but die
wanna Ghostface wanna be me
but they will post follow me into the after life
that you going right after Ive
but Im the hero of like Jack Sparrow
so somehow I have survived
ha ha
who is he that we see coming the tides
in a speed boat, boat load of
Fall of Rome, dress shirted and tie
he what happens when rappping and the fashion collide
so OMG is the "C" from the C-R-S LOLing at you
tell your BFFs

[Kanye
Yes, Mr West turn that new child
loud as a child level
who need a we through with a tyrannosaurus
tyrone its a year with no phone
you explain how high is your zone
well take the plane rub his nose in
theres hoes in magazines you lame sayin you
and for the hate in advance, down your pants
make em kiss both cheeks we living in France
Diamonds blue, business Jewish
and if I get sued my lawyers
some girls do, grab the
say you got enough diamonds to at least Sierra
brand new ferraris I gotta make the
C-R-S is like a hip hop bonus
niggas is hating on the internet I couldnt
I was too rapping GOOD as hell
I was too flying, parasail!
tell collect to get the new shit that sell
Tarantino, Da Vinci, gettin Benjis, get half off
of thats to Cindys
hoped out the on my Mork and Mindy
too many corks to let you dorks offend me
props in New York but Chi the city
get my city hoochies Gucci, Monica
are the real millionnaires or the bendis?
Im so Im even over Oprah
but let me your account, haha no sir

stop, dont stop...