Luyện nghe bài hát Before The Night Is Over

Uh yeah, new Tigallo, new Tigallo, new
my new shit I'ma start saying
That's my new drop I'm on everything - new Tigallo, new Tigallo, new Tigallo
You come to my page nigga - new Tigallo, new Tigallo, new Tigallo
You call me on my nigga - new Tigallo, new Tigallo, new Tigallo
That shit everywhere, Huh, yo

Zeen-zeemer, your boy got a with J. Biz the big drum beater
Phontigga the loud crowd unseater
Crushing all you rap niggas like Undeas
They ask me what it like, it sound like freedom
It sound like a nigga who sound NC-er
Say he a thinker
Cause yes 'Te essays/eses on his brain like the mind of Mencia
In other words niggas, I got
Student of the game and I studied the
See I'm in my and I charted they progress
But fuck the details, I can't be
I ain't female, I don't
I shove and prove to niggas who object
or want to contest, you will end up a conquest
Flawless prose to help put it in context, let's ride!

[Chorus:
I'ma think I'm gonna stop before the night is
I got no reason to be
Just move along people, it ain't to see here (keep it moving, uh)
I'ma think I'm stop before the night is over
Time for me to bring it
Wheels burning, U-turning, what you of that?

Yo, well she's alone in the room at four in the morning
Back cause the stress of the day was enormous
of doing housework and day-to-day chores
But now the baby's asleep and girl, body is calling
No time for the yawning, don't look so
Get that sleep out your eyes girl, it's for performance
Jumped the covers with my best cologne
and when I'm putting it on you say it feel an ointment
You hear I'm telling you, make a nigga clean out his schedule
Fuck it girl, make an appointment
Cause me and you known to do exceptional things
Go long, go strong, don't expect me to
He a real live soldier with an range
On our way to Brazil rocking the sketches of
just laughing, like what the heck is they saying?
That's the of the ecstasy and
We let it like this, sing it!

2X: Phonte]

[Rapper Big
Yo, late drinking, 2AM swerving
Tryna make it home, I'm over curbs and
lights flashing, me pulling over
They rolled right past, yeah I need to get
Back on course of course, I hear your voice
I'm tryna get to you, now I'm driving crazy
Lately I've been of things
Let me take you to the movies, I can sing your life
I ain't talking bout acting, or reality
Following the is just a formality
Don't be a girl, I really like ya
Home for the holidays is I might invite ya
Push up your lighters, pulling all
Arrive at the finish line looking fighters
Exhausted, but you're once again
I a sip of Gatorade, then I jump back in, let's work!

Phonte]

One two now, one two (yeah, yeah)
One two uh, and you stop (yeah, yeah)
One two yeah, one two uh
Rock on now, you stop
on now, J. Biz now
Phonte now, you stop
One two yeah, one two uh
One two uh, you don't
this rock, say this rock...