Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Stop

Explain yourself, how you sound me?
the muthafucking P
knowing your mee lo
playing like youre cee-lo
in a tight situation like
you can have it your way like
my nigga will be happy to you torpedos
and you car twisted like a blunt
for you faggot ass that like to front
Im on some BBC bape
Im on cake shit
in the kitchen with the heat making in my apron
you and you want to erase it
close your eyes when you know you cant it
my flow interrupts your
I Rolls it on a regular basis
you talk street shit it sound like sweet
liquorice you niggas sound ticklish
80k large for the Hermes
coke n in all your magazines
hunger yourself, look like Celine
Dion, me and my like freon
you bitches on my
she got an ass you can eat on
try to play tough the leather on a Vuiton
I hit it til I seat on
try to get her on
ask me to R Kelly ya and get on
I said it me maam
that 8 behind me got the burner
yes the is stilll black like Sojourner
truth, I mighta just loosened a
spittin what I did in the
Im out, pooof!

[Lupe
Carrera, in a teenage mutant ninja turtle era
waanna bear n the truth, I dare ya
ya lie, so eat whole bottle of these jalapeno peppers
for terror made in too live
fuck the property or give me my props
high off life this high technology,
I rep Muhammad Ali more rapology
my policys not to be dishonestly
so gimme that, that, keep going
where my city at, Im like and fries but never die
they wanna wanna be me
but they will post haste follow me the after life
that means you going after Ive
but Im the hero sort of like Jack
so someway somehow I survived
ha ha
who is he that we see coming over the
in a boat, boat load of pride
Fall of Rome, shirted and mastermind tie
he what happens when rappping and the fashion collide
so OMG is the "C" the C-R-S LOLing at you haters
tell your like

West:]
Yes, Mr turn that new child rebel
loud as a badass child
who need a chorus we through a tyrannosaurus
tyrone its been a with no phone
could you how high is your zone
well take the rub his nose in cocaine
theres hoes in magazines you sayin you lame
and for the hate in advance, pull down your
make em kiss both like we living in France
Diamonds blue, managers Jewish
and if I get sued my lawyers
some girls do, grab the
say you got diamonds to at least Sierra Loan-us
brand new I gotta make the donuts
C-R-S is a hip hop Christmas bonus
niggas is on the internet I couldnt tell
I was too rapping GOOD as hell
I was too flying, parasail!
tell to get the new shit that Paris sell
Tarantino, Da Vinci, Benjis, get half off Fendi
half of to Cindys
hoped out the spaceship on my and Mindy
popped too many corks to let you offend me
props in New York but Chi the city
get my city Gucci, Monica Belluccis
are the real millionnaires or the bendis?
Im so ultra Im even over
but let me check your account, no sir

Dont stop, stop...