Luyện nghe bài hát Celebration

What you you like me?
You like me, motherfucker, you a punk
I been with made people, people
Who you been wit'? snatchin'
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 beat us, us, can't fade us, hate us
Can't it, fuck it, can't see 'em, try to be 'em
Both shows sold out coliseum, eighth wonder

Locked rap for trey summers, poker faces the aces under
Face one up, to take over, the 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 goes for hoes, cocaine rapper, rep ya game pros

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

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

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

Righteous, dominate the global, my life's a
blazin' in Barnes and Noble, the vocals
Y'all niggaz is local but that's
I'm Resident Evil, 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
a compound fracture, can't fuck widdit

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

Movin' with speed, to play Superman
Ended up Chris 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
Bulgin' out of my jeans, on the weeded
Holdin', shots with you like a
It's like a story never told but it

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

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

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

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

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