Luyện nghe bài hát Beautiful

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

[Verse 1:
Came up in the projects, dreamin' 'bout them
Wit' the coke white walls, flow like balls
Merci in my garage, course it is
Wake up to a ménage, they me a massage
filled wit' designer, Donatella recliner
Suede headliner, all whip in china
I ain't talkin' Sprite I say I need soda
Bought my first Caprice, put in the motor
they was beautiful, yeah, Mona Lisa
The introduced me to money, nice to meet ya
Ray Charles in Ray Bans, why?
Touched them keys with hands?
If I die, me like Don Killuminati
Bury me on the left, next to John Gotti
nothin' but that Cocaine Muzik, that Yo Gotti
Tombstone ready, took from nobody

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

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

[Hook: Rick Ross and
I me a jet model
Keep a bottle
Meal wrapped in plastic
That bitch
Keep some rose on my arm
of Avion
FNH with the
Man, bitch beautiful

[Verse 3: Rick
My Chevrolet a seven
Dade Country dopeboy, I'm heavyweight
I everyday
We the beef to get the money
We set examples for rich niggas in
My killers in the
Bitches keep my name ringin' (Boss!), a nigga; Abe Lincoln
200 for the same ticket
Out in LA, I'm with my bitches
Tip...toein' on marble, got me trippin' on these pain
I'm the same, I never changed, nigga
Went from rocks, no more holes in my socks
Fuck her like a champ, got me like I box
Sugar Ray Leonard, I just want the drop
First nigga the Wraith, underneath the stars
Better look me in my face, tell the for my dogs
Fuckin' the same hoes, but we got them different
Ugh! Beautiful, are my