Luyện nghe bài hát Barry Bonds

It's you all been waiting for ain't it?
people pay paper for damn it, they can't stand it
They want something new, so get reacquainted
the hood favorite, I can't even explain it, I surprise myself too
Life of a Don, lights keep
Coming in the club with fresh shit on
something crazy on my arm
Uh-uh-hum, and here's hit, Barry Bonds

We outta baby!

"Dude!" off the plane, "konichiwa," bitches
around another plane, my passport on pivot
Ask for it I did it, asshole done did it
Talked it then he lived it, spit it he shit it
I don't writers, I might bounce ideas
But only I could up with some shit like this
I done the underdog my whole career
I've been a very good sport, I, this year
They say "he going crazy and we seen before"
But I'm pretty good as far as geniuses go
And I'm doing pretty in my pink polo
Nigga please, how you say I ain't no Lo-head
Cause my Dior got me more head
I'm insulted, you should go
And bow so hard until knees hit your forehead
And the flow just hit red
Top 5 MCs, you gotta remind me
Top 5 MCs: you rewind me
I'm up on the line, you could get behind me
But my head's so big you can't sit me

Life of a Don, keep glowing
in the club with that fresh shit on
With crazy on my arm
Uh-uh-hum, and here's another hit, Bonds

Yeah, yeah, we here baby!
Wha, wha, we outta baby!
Hey Mr. West we so here baby

And me, I'm Mr. Baby
I'm so bright not
My and my ice so white like Shady
Ice in my teeth so
I'm so fucking like I'm sleeping with Megan
I'm all about my Franklins, and Reagans
Whenever make them, I shall hayve them
Oops, I meant "have them," I'm so
But if you crazy you be sleeping with daisies
I'm a hay-vic, oops I meant "havoc"
And my drink's pinker than the Easter rabbit
And I'm still like Keyshia's family
on my waist turn beef to patties
And I ate it I'm so avid
I don't and I don't go backwards
And I practice and I don't lack shit
And you can get buried, my bat bitch

We outta baby!

at a hundred and climbin', baby, yeah
Life of a Don, lights glowing
Coming in the club that fresh shit on
With something on my arm
Ha Ha Hum, and here's hit, Barry Bonds