Luyện nghe bài hát Celebration

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

now tuned into the greatest
Motherfuckers can't us, join us, can't fade us, hate us
Can't touch it, it, can't see 'em, try to be 'em
Both shows sold out coliseum, eighth wonder

Locked rap for trey summers, poker faces with the aces
Face one up, to take over, the over
Nigga, I'm the God MC, me,
Shit knockin', almost a crime, get
to the hearse where 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, under the of my car
Even a a gram, better flame those, plainclothes
Same goes for lame hoes, cocaine rapper, rep ya game

We this, while you sittin' back screamin' you hate this
Try to rape this, get in my crime matrix
Spittin' sperm of latex, you get, no respect like a child rapist
Delegate this, men just givin'

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

Odorless tasteless, 'cause of is traceless
I know you see me wasted
You the order, I'll be in hell
Team Roc sweater and ice

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

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

For the love of sex money and
Affiliated the sets Tecs honies and thugs
Let the four power, rain on like a spring shower
And bring flowers for the bodies that us
If you was lookin' you us

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

Keepin' my Team top seeded with the 16's
out of my jeans, on the ten-speed weeded
Holdin', shots you like a secret
It's like a never told but believe it

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

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

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

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

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