Luyện nghe bài hát Alone In Vegas

I let you into my to admire me
The make up of man, I let you see the higher me
The self righteous drug dichotomy
I'm drawing from sides, I am Siamese
The tug of war opens the door,
Rip me apart and see what's inside of this
And rolling kilos in Gymstrada that's one
One chapter of magic, I'm Harold Potter
Feels like I'm doomed to with women who
Relationships with fathers won't allow us to bloom
And blossom, I them Vegas nights was fucking awesome
But I blow my own dice before I toss 'em
Lost some niggas some other double crossed 'em
snatch my niggas back I blew a small fortune
Wrestle with the work, we was like the horsemen
Rick Flair with the flame, I'm motherfucking
As the gull doors lift
Karate Kid, kick, no Jaden Smith
Whiter that coke brush that they paint me with
leather seats softer than an angel's kiss
But they red, tires double tread
I post and parks up, gets me double head
Tight rope walking tryna keep a level
The bright lights blind at what the devil did

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

do everything in their power
Stomp near the stove when rising like flour
Make your cake fall when you threatening their
It's nine one one on your twenty fifth hour
Hasta la vista I'm steppin' out the
How the turns when the pupil's now the teacher
The game can't go by just followin' the
You gotta be better than the who precede ya, yeah
'em, upstage 'em
Change the body shape and just update 'em, pagans
era I ran contraband
Money caused wars through the promised land
First being rich could be a common man
The Guy Fishers had the blueprints and
We took what we needed and we built on it
Lord forgive me for the blood that I on it

She left the door open gave a if I'm famous
I write this alone in
Came off fly street money partied nights with the
I write this in Vegas
nights when my team blew it all on the tables
I write this in Vegas
I'm the only one and the memories fading so
I this alone 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 Grammy
Come back straight to the money getters
About fourteen thousand worth in twenties
Brown paper bag money, I that a good weekend
gang forever
Long live the caine soon
Malice my I love you
Liva Don the end nigga, Yes!

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