Luyện nghe bài hát Beautiful

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

[Verse 1:
Came up in the projects, dreamin' 'bout mansions
Wit' the coke white walls, flow like bowlin'
Merci in my garage, course it is
Wake up to a ménage, they give me a
filled wit' 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 was beautiful, yeah, Mona Lisa
The introduced me to money, nice to meet ya
Ray Charles in Ray Bans, why?
Touched keys with both hands?
If I die, me like Don Killuminati
Bury me on the left, next to John Gotti
Play but that Cocaine Muzik, that Yo Gotti
ready, took shit from nobody

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

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

Rick Ross and Jeezy]
I me a jet model
Keep a bottle
Meal wrapped in plastic
bitch beautiful
Keep rose gold on my arm
of Avion
FNH with the
Man, that beautiful

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