Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Am

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

Destinies off the filling from the pillow talking
How you killing my highs, I you built the coffin
I got virgin lungs please the coughing
Think I'm to blow, they call me George from Boston
Respect is never 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
This ain't for ordinary people, don't me to rappers
I'm trying to be 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 invited me in her
You know it's cordially, we racks, she said please don't talk to me
All my is winning, shout out to Charlie Sheen
I spit the metronome's a money machine
A money machine, of course I'm trying to be the king was part of my dream
And wale me fuck y'all so we fuck yall, we don't love y'all
Loud B.O.T. above y'all, at 4 am, fuck the last call
We aint heard of that, and we aint of y'all

Doggin, Hard listen, muggin for when niggas don't see their C's til they see the judges
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 tenant my is monumental

I'm here forever, these other niggers scribble in
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 is lovely
So they quote me and me like I'm a poet or something
Hoe I kick it, I punt it like Reggie Roby or
Shady bitches'll feel me, Reggie disgust me
Make the least of you haters, make the of your money
Have that drive long as your motor's running

I used to heat up 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 n-gga 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 be giving it up
I seen it all from Farms to Sursum Corders
They had that rocking like a that's word to Mike Shinoda
Shout out to captain Ginnny and my n-gga Ricky
We always pray for polo, we you little Penny
We skip college, dollars and black pennies
Not in the kingdom of Zamunda but mad semi's
bad bitches with bad intentions just act friendly

This where they love you then 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 sibling
Who got the n-gga ?
n-gga,
n-gga,
My... dont it deuce nigga
work, work, work, work, work.