Luyện nghe bài hát Celebration

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

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

Locked rap for trey summers, faces with the aces under
Face one up, to take over, the break's
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 wanna see me pay, motherfuckers, ride
If try to plant, under the seat of my car
Even a half a gram, flame those, plainclothes
Same goes for hoes, cocaine rapper, rep ya game pros

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

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

Odorless tasteless, of death is traceless
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
blazin' in Barnes and Noble, the vocals
Y'all is local but that's evident
I'm Evil, movin' like

Millionaire that flow like water, rap niggaz
I, applaud ya, clap at ya
the Mac at ya, niggaz caught up
Brought up in the rapture, my torture
Like a compound fracture, fuck widdit

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Geyeah, you have it
Just of ours as can't be touched, tested, whatever
Never disrespect thing of ours
Roc-a-Fella