Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Stop

Explain yourself, how you like me?
the skateboard P
that your mee lo
playing games youre cee-lo
in a situation like speedos
you can it your way like Carlito
my nigga will be to give you torpedos
and have you car twisted like a
for you faggot ass niggas that like to
Im on some BBC bape
Im on some cake
in the kitchen with the heat making in my apron
you hating and you to erase it
close eyes when you know you cant take it
my interrupts your homeostasis
I Rolls it on a regular basis
you street shit it sound like sweet shit
straight you niggas sound ticklish
80k large for the Hermes
coke n crop in all your
hunger strike yourself, look like
Dion, me and my niggas freon
you bitches on my
she got an ass you can eat on
try to play like the leather on a Vuiton
I hit it til I could on
try to get her on
ask me to R Kelly ya and get on
I it aint me maam
that 8 behind me got the burner
yes the enzo is black like Sojourner
truth, I mighta loosened a tooth
what I did in the booth
Im out, pooof!

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

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

stop, dont stop...