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 both sides, I am Siamese
The tug of war opens the door,
Rip me apart and see what's of this piñata
And rolling kilos in that's one saga
One chapter of black magic, I'm Harold
Feels like I'm doomed to dealing with who
Relationships with their fathers won't allow us to
And blossom, I swear them Vegas was fucking awesome
But adiós I blow my own dice I toss 'em
Lost some niggas some niggas double crossed 'em
Tryna snatch my niggas back I a small fortune
Wrestle the work, we was like the four horsemen
Rick Flair the flame, I'm motherfucking Gorgeous
As the gull wing doors
Karate Kid, crane kick, no Smith
Whiter than coke brush that they paint me with
Sunk seats softer than an angel's kiss
But they devil red, tires tread
I post and up, that gets me double head
Tight rope walking tryna keep a level
The bright blind look at what the devil did

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

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

She left the door open gave a fuck if I'm
I write alone in Vegas
Came off fly street money partied with the a-list
I write alone 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 write this alone in

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

Hey Manuel, Hope I ain't get you in trouble with that 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?
that shit my nigga
Yeah yeah, is you ready? Is you my nigga?
I had to get off my chest.
Is you ready now Let's go then
music. Yes!