Luyện nghe bài hát Adam & Eve

1]
The ghetto, Othello, the
Oh my God, they venomous on the boy
Oh my Lord, my is fear, and I'm sure
Oh my God, they want the end of me I'm pure
Oh my Lord, discipline for the win, I go for it
It's a trend for men to die on their own sword
far, learn who you can be
But you can learn who you are you around family
off their shoulders and soldiers, on they grizzle
My granddaddy Mac Little married Dandy
They passed down wisdom, blessings given
Pray my don't get passed to my children
I made a killin', I'm alive like the star
Court Jordan's for the on stock, so what the Hornets are?
I need evaluations, I'm savvy
Eatin' gras and caviar, listen

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

2]
The ghosts of dance
Chinchillas shake on the hanger, the force of banger
Yeah, my language advance, my amazin'
The voice triggers
What is conundrum?
The clouds scurry, spirit rumble, a boyish smile
Still puff the loud, nothin' less than a quarter pound
Savage narrative, every verse that I write light
Brings awareness to my personal
After my walk, Havana cigar, the ganja spark
See my more, sweatin' the sauna or the spa
Spendin' fifty at the Bellagio
Spent twenty on a bad bitch I know
New girl every night, two was every other night
Sexual addiction, tradition
They wanna fuck me, me under they belt, slightly offended
Yeah, that's how I felt, that's how it
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 too far from the apple tree, apple tree

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

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