Luyện nghe bài hát Blow

Malice found religion, Tony found
Im just find my way out this fucking kitchen
A birds eye view got me my vision
Turn one to two now my got a sibling
Father knows best, wash my hands all's
We up dust like the colosseum floors
Walls full of safes they mausoleum doors
Pussy getting wet like she walking through my
Grants, Jacksons, no for George
Yeh, the fear of in you muthafuckas
This art my life
Your World Hip Hop fame based off imitation white
the fool's gold and imitation ice
My music for your soul, inspiration for your
Every dime I made in life wasn't disastrous
Help my young bitch see my way through the
Sent my old bitch back to get her Masters
graduation I was clapping in the rafters
The hurts everytime its revealed
What goes around comes around, this is life's wheel
Grab hold and reverse the wheel
As I parrallel park, Kentucky on the grill
The that Im free lets me know God is great
Ten year marathon of me concentrate
These rappers talk crowns but Id rather fear
Villain like Candyman, say my and Ill appear
No weapon formed against me shall
Hakuna matata, up sipping java
up the totem poll, whats my only problem?
Scrolling through my Rolodex, who shall bear my
So many hands raised as the band
Im now, watch how many nigga's plans change
class flights, Ciroc soaked nights
Waking up to models, what a motherfuckin