Luyện nghe bài hát Adam & Eve

1]
The ghetto, Othello, the
Oh my God, speak venomous on the boy
Oh my Lord, my enemy is fear, and I'm
Oh my God, they the end of me 'cause I'm pure
Oh my Lord, for the win, I just go for it
It's a for these men to die on their own sword
far, learn who you can be
But you can who you are when you around family
Chip off shoulders and soldiers, on they grizzle
My Mac Little married Dandy Little
They passed wisdom, blessings were given
Pray my don't get passed to my children
I a killin', I'm alive like the morning star
Court Jordan's for the price on stock, so what the are?
I need evaluations, I'm y'all
Eatin' gras and caviar, listen

and Eve
Don't too far from the apple tree, ayy
and Eve, Adam and Eve
Don't fall too far the apple tree, apple tree

2]
The ghosts of dance
Chinchillas shake on the hanger, the of this banger
Yeah, my language advance, my cadence
The voice triggers
What is conundrum?
The clouds scurry, your spirit rumble, a boyish
Still puff the loud, nothin' less than a quarter pound
Savage narrative, every that I write bursts light
awareness to my personal life
After my walk, Havana cigar, the ganja spark
See my doctor more, the sauna or the spa
Spendin' fifty at the Bellagio
twenty on a bad bitch I hardly know
New girl every night, two girls was other night
addiction, gangster tradition
They wanna fuck me, have me under they belt, slightly
Yeah, how I felt, that's how it ended
I'm just good at existin', in my truth
As long as I enjoy the fruit,

and Eve
Don't fall too far the apple tree, ayy
and Eve, Adam and Eve
Don't fall too far from the apple tree, tree

3]
What first, peace or the paper?
I had a piece of paper, peace was in my favor
Before I sat to eat at the table it had leeches and
Cut the fat from the meat, the weak, bon appetit
No bacon, brothers is
It's so to trust 'em 'cause my hustle is mine
evident they all the same
With gray hair and still mean
Gray hairs of wisdom, that means you somethin'
Say somethin', you frontin'
But these clowns got crowns, fictional kings
You my heart, Fredo
You bring thing of ours down to a fable
Be my guys dryin', enterprisin' at the boss's table
There's always at my table
Insecurities is keepin' you
All money to get, is it less time?
They ain't printin' money, 'cause they made mine
I learned to stretch time, these are the best
I'm in my in stadiums, the Mets' kind
restaurants and Carbone, spicy rigatoni
Go hard, a red Bordeaux, oh God!

and Eve
Don't fall too far from the tree, ayy
and Eve, Adam and Eve
Don't too far from the apple tree, apple tree