Luyện nghe bài hát CM Punk

[Verse 1: Ro
Young Coyote rocking black in the time
I'm the definition, you don't have to underline
I'm change, ten girls and every one a dime
Need top dollar if you wanna find one of
If I'm gonna rhyme, clear the and close the block down
Coming with the click and I ain't talking a drop down
Bring girl around them Ransom boys she might get knocked down
This right here a B.I.G deal, for that 'Pac sound
Yeah, me I'm something the game need
Hope it's not a race, cause we're not moving at the speed
Sleeping you but dreaming 'bout a (censored)
She gon' I'm fucking crazy when I finally meet her
Let me you how ridiculous it can be
Rappers is my sons, man I should've a plan B
It happen overnight, but you could try to understand me
Man I'm way too high, you could ever land me
faded off that cough and cold
Fuck with me and leave you in your coffin cold
Silly rabbit, you ain't with my fresh at all
I up at the show room and grab it off the wall
I go to prom, don't ask who'd he go with
riding with the niggas I played Yu-Gi-Oh with
Get on the mic, make in the studio sick
I ain't bout to be your baby daddy, ho quit
Uh, I rock Hilfiger it's the family name
Five bad ones I'm juggling Danity Kane
I was a nice guy, then the insanity
Disaster jewels, I call the calamity chain

Married to this shit, the rice and the doves at?
Bagels out in man that's where they show me love at
Me and Remy wildin' man I feel like a
Fashion's Night Out I'm stunting like I better be
I'm Ransom, I'm MGz, I'm illRoots, I'm
I'm handsome, I've been a beast, I'll kill you, with my trill
Man I'm just a teen rappers take my swag though
I just make up new styles so I even mad though
You ain't seen me in a minute, so here goes the fucking
With a model out in Bedford Mac Attacks at Vinnie's
All I know is she's not from here she like she's from New Guinea
She say Yote do it mega, all these other rappers

Mishka tanktop long, can't see her short
Combat boots she bought at the thrift
I gave a little love but she she wants more
me Night Sky Sparrow, I'm too motherfucking raw

[Verse 2: Ro
Yeah I'm raw, selvedge denim need an oven and a side
You I'm from Harlem bro the capital of fly shit
Rob on the beat, nigga you cannot deny
Ain't got nothing nice to say so bow your head in
Man I'm tired of beating a that I killed;
I'm saying it now and I've said it
Somebody me she had a new man;
But I bet that that nigga's not better Ro
Won't go get competitive though
other rap niggas can't mess with the flow
You want me to come through and at your show?
We need to talk bread I step in the door
I'm a professional bro, You have to confess to me girl
I know I'm CM Punk...Best in the
Go to Sleep, Vise, Pepsi Plunge
I'm about making classics and funds
Ain't nobody ever heard your records on the bro
Takizawa Yote need that Eden of the East
Man I'm shotgun, reclined my seat low
Go ahead and lie and tell yourself I a beast though