Luyện nghe bài hát Communism

You Troy, I'mma come on the
With a little

Chick-a I'm
chick-a on
Chick-a my
My, own
Like an entrepreneur, that stepped in
Man I'm newer than a Jack I went up the hill Jill
And Jill's big bootay
We did the booty up, I the Bitch she Betta Have My Money
Or to the AMG
You know Com Sense, oh him be
That nigga that be making all the sounds
But since then, Common down!
I'm on some calm shit Com get complicated
Simple say the way that Com communicated
Was too complex, I got a complex not to
On my brain no complain and so will my
And I prefer
So I at an angle, of ninety degrees
the nineties, and music got known for the grease
I got a sense of and a compass
Com MC's with no compassion, though I heard the screams of
But I shy, so why shall I comfort?
Com should been at the fort with Jeff I'm so ill
But I chilled in my with no company and no meals
Now Com get the penny, but I want my own company
And Com is on a mission not to work for
It's a common market and so much competition
But to me, competition is
To my comp I'm a ton I get amped Watts in a riot
My compact is a commodity, so buy it
Instead of competing Pete
Com compromised, Com made a
Not to commercialize, but the soul
With other elements, compelling into Communism