Luyện nghe bài hát Celebration

What you you like me?
You like me, motherfucker, you a punk
I been with people, connected people
Who you wit'? Chain snatchin'
Jive-ass, motherfuckers
Why don't you go get lost, get out of
Go kick a freestyle or

You're now tuned the greatest
Motherfuckers can't beat us, join us, can't us, hate us
touch it, fuck it, can't see 'em, try to be 'em
Both shows out your coliseum, eighth wonder

Locked rap for trey summers, poker faces with the under
Face one up, to take over, the over
Nigga, I'm the God MC, me,
Shit knockin', a crime, get Cochran
to the hearse where my doctors hand

Hot land, F.B.I, D.E.A., I did crime, got
They wanna see me pay, motherfuckers, better
If try to plant, under the seat of my car
Even a half a gram, better those, plainclothes
goes for lame hoes, cocaine rapper, rep ya game pros

We celebrate this, you sittin' back screamin' you hate this
Try to rape this, get caught in my matrix
Spittin' inside of latex, you get, no respect like a child rapist
Delegate this, men just facelifts

Leave melon spacious, career felon, no hiatus
Nor Ceasar's, the C.I.A. flooded my block with
Informants, heating the up like global warming
Who start shit? My is laced with arsenic

Odorless tasteless, 'cause of death is
I you wanna see me wasted
You call the order, be in hell
Roc sweater and ice water

Righteous, dominate the global, my life's a
in Barnes and Noble, idolize the vocals
Y'all niggaz is local but evident
I'm Resident Evil, like

that flow like water, rap niggaz runnin'
I, applaud ya, clap at ya
Point the Mac at ya, niggaz up
Brought up in the rapture, my flows
Like a compound fracture, can't fuck

For the of sex money and drugs
with the sets Tecs honies and thugs
Let the four power, rain on niggaz like a spring
And bring flowers for the that surround us
If you was you found us

Movin' with speed, to play Superman
Ended up like Reeves
Paraplegic, precise minds like the of Egypt
Shot through a barrel *niggaz* narrowly it

my Team top seeded with the Sweet 16's
Bulgin' out of my jeans, on the weeded
Holdin', shots with you like a
It's like a story told but believe it

Street anthem anchor, quick to shots just like a banker
Lick a round, hit the ground like Sanka
I got ya screwface in forty-two
Aim than toothpaste, Jerry Maguire
"Show me the money" Clue tapes

Run up in your spot with a few eights,
Known men, home in, all of my homies sin
Four shots spin ya chrome rims
Put a part right through your dome the Omen, foamin'

White got ya wrapped like a Roman
Back in New York, wants it, just spit blood and talk funny
Niggaz is cartoons, styles that's fully developed
dark rooms, hits fat, cub with a harpoon

Heat-seekin, huntin', still frontin'?
Keep squeezin, it, I leave the whole street wheezing
No, motherfuckers, I fail and gotta provoke the frail
Got 'em scared to drop like soap in

Geyeah, you have it
Just think of as can't be touched, tested, whatever
Never disrespect thing of ours
family