Luyện nghe bài hát Alone In Vegas

I let you my diary to admire me
The make up of this man, I let you see the me
The self drug dealer dichotomy
I'm drawing from sides, I am Siamese
The tug of war the door, entrada
Rip me and see what's inside of this piñata
And rolling kilos in Gymstrada one saga
One of black magic, I'm Harold Potter
Feels I'm doomed to dealing with women who
with their fathers won't allow us to bloom
And blossom, I them Vegas nights was fucking awesome
But adiós I blow my own dice I toss 'em
Lost some some other niggas double crossed 'em
Tryna snatch my niggas back I blew a small
Wrestle with the work, we was like the horsemen
Rick Flair with the flame, I'm Gorgeous
As the wing doors lift
Karate Kid, crane kick, no Smith
Whiter than that coke brush that they me with
Sunk leather seats softer than an kiss
But they red, tires double tread
I and parks up, that gets me double head
Tight rope walking keep a level head
The bright blind look at what the devil did

She left the door open gave a if I'm famous
I write alone in Vegas
Came off fly street money partied nights with the
I this alone in Vegas
Remember nights when my blew it all on the tables
I this alone in Vegas
I'm the one left and the memories fading so
I write this alone in

They'll do in their power
near the stove when you're rising like flour
Make cake fall when you threatening their tower
It's one one you're on your twenty fifth hour
Hasta la vista I'm out the bleachers
How the tide when the pupil's now the teacher
The game can't go by just the leaders
You gotta be better than the who precede ya, yeah
Upgrade 'em, 'em
Change the whole body and just update 'em, pagans
era I ran contraband
Money caused turf wars the promised land
First time being rich could be a man
The Guy had the blueprints and diagrams
We took what we needed and we built on it
Lord forgive me for the that I spilt on it

She left the door gave a fuck if I'm famous
I this alone in Vegas
Came off fly street money nights with the a-list
I this alone in Vegas
Remember nights when my team blew it all on the
I write alone in Vegas
I'm the only one left and the memories so
I write this in Vegas

Yeah, fear of God niggas, got me feelin' Pac
This the shit I ever wrote
Who you know sit in New York for two days around winners
Come home straight to the money getters
About fourteen thousand dollars in twenties
Brown paper bag money, I that a good weekend
gang forever
Long the caine coming soon
Malice my I love you
Don 'til the end nigga, Yes!

Hey Manuel, Hope I ain't get you in trouble that shit man
It was a time ago, you know. aha!
You how we do
My nigga nots, is out on this beat nigga
Yeah, on
My nigga Watts, up? Yum yum, what up my nigga?
Talk shit my nigga
Yeah yeah, is you Is you ready my nigga?
I had to get off my chest.
Is you now though? Let's go then
music. Yes!