Luyện nghe bài hát Amen

[Verse 1:
in fallopians of Ethiopian women
The wheels are spinning, is glistening
Few exquisite, Now if you have
The youth is twisted, off purple liquid made to the sickness
Feel like my vision took a big
that Samson got me lifted
I'm the one who your girl cousin them drugs
Your little brother's plug, Spit your mother's mug
Take a finest bottle, the liquor out for em'
Once above, the last shot is for the lock
Liqour crop, hit the lot, spinning till the Guinness drop
Pull off in fourth gear, put it in
The whores, see me, say the law's here
My voice is for them [?]
Like here, we don't support fear
Road to the riches, and the course
I'm riding till the tears sparking an tear

2: Ab-Soul]
Actavis in cooler
I bit the Apple on the Mac computer, you a
There a subject I can't tackle, either now or sooner
got no shoulder pads, but collateral pass to her
Running back, running rap, I bet you wish she ya'
Lip Pastor, hallelujah (Soulo, Soulo)
Soulo in this ho, mean this church up in this bitch
Gave her a sermon I hit, god
I'm an entity into titties, a fat ass, some clean pussy, and some weed
and wisdom in abundance, infinite energy
And I'll be sure to write night and day,
Deadline snapback, Backwoods in my
Xan with lean nigga, shit you never seen nigga
Put that on my nigga, 3 i's, you see me bruh
Careful, you the game's T-D-E us

[Verse 3: Vince
I heard they out there for the death of me
I been to knock, it's my destiny
I round the block, it's no testin' me
We ran the north, it's no extra key
So whatchu' got on my nigga?
I tried to tell him, ain't gon' get it
I been prolific, on this shit
You can check mo millie, that was 08's
You niggas no factors, Just come around cause we ain't no actors
It's no scenes cut, just
Don't waltz 25, but i'll take my
If a come around, tryna' take what's mine
take my life? good luck with that
We got guns for that, you not back
I got in the bushes, lurkin' & lookin'
Bout' that life, get yours took quick
a story of some kids left stranded
Couple of the homies and a automatics
Come to the hood, get a pack out
Tombstone re-ripped, with your whacked out
You know what he about, at Romana park till dark
They drain they pool, we with sharks
We shooting off 7th street
You the bed in which you sleep
I awake like visiting dead
With the hammer indiscreet, indescreets

[Verse 4:
Sold drugs in your granny
In the children
A piece of shit, be considered the most
Baby hand on the dinner
I the meal with a toast
assorted cheeses, they garnish the both
Cut the slices
Distribute them to my assemblage of these fucking
A bunch of demons in polo fleeces
I the reapers into bay polices
I burn the Priest and in the breezes
I talk to Jesus, reconsidered
Rain dance on black beaches
Pick the tree that bare the fruit of peaches
Slaying these skeezers and it feel the
These got me with the heavy breathing
Connecting and the shit the cheapest
I hit the party with the Sherm
Ear rings look strobe lights
I cop the gold platforms for the cold price
Hop out the V in all sequence, fish is
Sway Padorian, my the meanest, you need it
And i'm the founder of shit
On the forty-sixth floor eating flounder the shrimp
Got a awfully thick splore and I pound her with the dick
Get the dope from outta broad, destroy the county the shit
Piece of shit records, where come true
You fuck me? I'm saying fuck you