Luyện nghe bài hát Celebration

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

now tuned into the greatest
Motherfuckers can't us, join us, can't fade 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 with the aces under
one up, to take over, the break's over
Nigga, I'm the God MC, me,
Shit knockin', a crime, get Cochran
Bangin' to the hearse my doctors hand

Hot land, F.B.I, D.E.A., I did crime, got
They see me pay, motherfuckers, better ride
If they try to plant, the seat of my car
Even a half a gram, flame those, plainclothes
Same 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 crime
Spittin' sperm inside of latex, you get, no like a child rapist
this, men just givin' facelifts

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

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

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

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

For the love of sex money and
Affiliated with the Tecs honies and thugs
Let the four power, rain on niggaz a spring shower
And bring flowers for the bodies surround us
If you was you found us

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

Keepin' my Team top seeded with the 16's
Bulgin' out of my jeans, on the ten-speed
Holdin', shots you like a secret
It's like a story told but believe it

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

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

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

Heat-seekin, grill huntin', still
Keep squeezin, fuck it, I leave the street wheezing
No, motherfuckers, hope I fail and gotta provoke the
Got 'em scared to like soap in jail

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