Luyện nghe bài hát Beautiful

[Hook: Game and
I got a bad bitch from
her strike a pose
Step to the side and look at them
That beautiful
I got a Lambo, two
Two seaters, two
Yokohamas, no
Man, that beautiful
Champagne fountains, in the mountains
driveway
Man, ho beautiful
I got a up in the sky
'Fore I I'd die
bitch, no lie
Man, that beautiful

1: Jeezy]
Came up in the projects, 'bout them mansions
Wit' the coke white walls, flow like bowlin'
in my garage, course it is supercharged
Wake up to a ménage, give me a massage
Closet filled designer, Donatella recliner
Suede headliner, all that whip in
I ain't talkin' Sprite when I say I need
Bought my Caprice, put fifty in the motor
Bricks they was beautiful, yeah, Lisa
The streets introduced me to money, nice to ya
Ray in these Ray Bans, why?
them keys with both hands?
If I die, remember me like Don
Bury me on the left, right next to Gotti
Play nothin' but that Cocaine Muzik, Yo Gotti
Tombstone ready, shit from nobody

[Hook: and Jeezy]
I got a bad bitch from
Told her strike a
Step to the side and look at thighs
That beautiful
I got a Lambo, two
Two seaters, two
Yokohamas, no
Man, that bitch
Champagne fountains, crib in the
2-mile-long
Man, that ho
I got a up in the sky
'Fore I it I'd die
bitch, no lie
Man, bitch beautiful

[Verse 2:
Mirror, mirror, in my
Tell me which Lambo I park at the L'Ermitage
Pull up at the The Mirage, it's Phantoms and
Out here, expensive taste, my car is
of camouflage, RIP to Camoflauge
Just drove through Savannah,
That beautiful, and his .45 is unusual
Push your shit back like nail shops do
Snowman, tell these niggas that we it
Front yard a soccer field, and we kickin' it
Sick condos, pockets full of
Choppers wit' extended clips, long as El
Jeezy like Versace, so we out the mansion
Fuckin' European models, skin white as Marilyn
Came a long way from a nigga advancement
Test the new Bugatti, hold that bitch for ransom

[Hook: Ross and Jeezy]
I keep me a jet
a black bottle
Meal wrapped in plastic
That beautiful
Keep some gold on my arm
of Avion
FNH the drum
Man, that bitch

[Verse 3: Rick
My Chevrolet a seven
Country dopeboy, I'm talkin' heavyweight
I everyday
We squashed the to get the money
We set examples for rich in Maserati's
My in the lobby
keep my name ringin' (Boss!), execute a nigga; Abe Lincoln
200 squares for the ticket
Out in LA, I'm with my main
Tip...toein' on marble, got me trippin' on these killers
I'm still the same, I changed, nigga
Went from razorbladin' rocks, no more in my socks
Fuck her like a champ, got me livin' I box
Sugar Ray Leonard, nigga I just the drop
First with the Wraith, underneath the stars
look me in my face, tell the tears' for my dogs
Fuckin' the same hoes, but we got different cars
Ugh! Beautiful, are my