Luyện nghe bài hát Beautiful

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

[Verse 1:
up in the projects, dreamin' 'bout them mansions
Wit' the coke white walls, flow like bowlin'
Merci in my garage, it is supercharged
up to a ménage, they give me a massage
Closet filled wit' designer, Donatella
Suede headliner, all whip in china
I ain't talkin' Sprite I say I need soda
my first Caprice, put fifty in the motor
Bricks they was beautiful, yeah, Mona
The streets introduced me to money, nice to ya
Ray Charles in these Ray Bans,
Touched them keys both hands?
If I die, remember me like Don
Bury me on the left, right next to John
nothin' but that Cocaine Muzik, that Yo Gotti
Tombstone ready, shit from nobody

[Hook: and Jeezy]
I got a bad bitch Vogue
her strike a pose
Step to the and look at them thighs
That bitch
I got a Lambo, two
Two seaters, two
Yokohamas, no
Man, that beautiful
Champagne fountains, crib in the
driveway
Man, ho beautiful
I got a up in the sky
I fake it I'd die
bitch, no lie
Man, that beautiful

[Verse 2:
Mirror, mirror, in my
Tell me which Lambo I should at the L'Ermitage
up at the The Mirage, it's Phantoms and Mazis
Out here, taste, my car is camouflage
of camouflage, RIP to Camoflauge
Just through Savannah, Georgia
That beautiful, and his .45 is unusual
Push shit back like nail shops do cuticles
Snowman, tell niggas that we livin' 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 rented out the
Fuckin' models, skin white as Marilyn Manson
Came a long way from a first advancement
drive the new Bugatti, hold that bitch for ransom

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

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