Luyện nghe bài hát AaaHH! Real Monsters

Play them, them, play them loud
Comin' down, bangin' new shit
From the you said I was over my head
I wrote on my hand your name in my speech
(You made a out of me)
My label tried to me, well congratulations
Now look what you made me, I turned to a motherfuckin' beast
(You made a out of me)
And I go wherever you take me
But the only place you me is crazy, cause baby
(You made a out of me)
And magazines said I couldn't blow Lohan
Now I'm making all my haters Earl, no
Mess with me and I am on your head like
Flocka no hands, that is no man, a monster
Real monsters, real
Real monsters, play it, play it, play it
say, "Put on for us, make us proud"
On top so see me now
If you hate make a sound
Play it, play it, it, loud
When see him with the green shock the world like Blanka
Whipping the city in a Phantom of the opera
Tell every interview and
(You a monster out of me)
So I up in a old tux
Smoked four then
I a horcrux
Buried myself alive, now what woke up
(You made a out of me)
And my ex said I wouldn't make it
Now she ass-naked, so sweet on her knees make her taste it
(You a monster out of me)
But you ain't make is a dude from the midwest
Who for ten years just to get himself these big checks
I am overkill, meet T-Rex
What's that X? That just means that
Mom told me I need to grow up
I was in the room to blow up
Could only get an eighth, I'm roll up turn up
(You a monster out of me)
Yeah, she was on her own and could do with the support and
God that you didn't get that abortion
And thank you for Jays, man them shits was so important
(You a monster out of me)
laughin' and girl done left me
Just borrow money, now I'm owin' like
Same clothes, underarms smell
(You made a out of me)
But now I got a whole new steez, tees
Matchin' drawers, suck on
And yes the honeys all on me from the way I
Lil' Q, Figg Street, bitch now be
Can I sit 'em
Top bow wow
what you did to me, look what you started
Now this finger's higher than the planes in Laguardia
There'll be no apologies, don't beg for my
Sir, you'll just retarded, so get the fuck off it
Listen, know I done been with beast mode
Been turned up, ya'll late to the party
Been up, ain't no fake in this balling
Got accounts that they can't even audit
So be aware of the angel of death known as
You just living now-a-days to head and neck
That's a lost souls that the government collects
In the belly of the beast and she a nest
That's why I never sleep, tell me what the fuck is
thought I sold my soul for the money and respect
But I ain't checkers my nigga I'm playing chess
So checkmate, now, stage left motherfucker