Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Stop

Explain yourself, how you like me?
the skateboard P
knowing your mee lo
playing like youre cee-lo
in a tight situation like
you can it your way like Carlito
my will be happy to give you torpedos
and have you car like a blunt
for you faggot ass niggas that like to
Im on some BBC shit
Im on some cake
in the kitchen with the heat making beats in my
you hating and you want to it
close your when you know you cant take it
my flow interrupts your
I Rolls Royce it on a regular
you talk street it sound like sweet shit
straight liquorice you niggas sound
80k large for the Hermes
coke n crop in all magazines
hunger strike yourself, like Celine
Dion, me and my niggas like
you bitches on my
she got an ass you can eat on
try to play tough like the on a Vuiton
I hit it til I could on
try to get her on
ask me to R ya and get peed on
I said it me maam
8 behind me still got the burner
yes the enzo is stilll like Sojourner
truth, I mighta just a tooth
spittin what I did in the
Im out, pooof!

[Lupe
Carrera, raised in a teenage mutant turtle era
waanna n tell the truth, I dare ya
ya lie, so eat whole bottle of these jalapeno peppers
for terror in america too live
fuck the property or give me my properly
high off life this high technology,
I rep Muhammad Ali like rapology
my policys not to be dishonestly
so that, gimme that, keep going
where my city at, Im steak 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 Jack Sparrow
so someway somehow I have
ha ha
who is he we see coming over the tides
in a speed boat, load of pride
Fall of Rome, dress and mastermind tie
he what happens when rappping and happen the collide
so OMG is the "C" the C-R-S LOLing at you haters
tell your like

West:]
Yes, Mr West that new child rebel
loud as a badass level
who need a chorus we with a tyrannosaurus
tyrone its been a year no phone
could you how high is your zone
well the plane rub his nose in cocaine
theres in magazines you lame sayin you lame
and for the hate in advance, pull down your
make em kiss both cheeks we living in France
blue, business managers Jewish
and if I get sued my lawyers
some girls do, grab the
say you got enough to at least Sierra Loan-us
brand new ferraris I make the donuts
is like a hip hop Christmas bonus
niggas is hating on the internet I tell
I was too busy 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
of thats to Cindys
hoped out the on my Mork and Mindy
popped too corks to let you dorks offend me
props in New but Chi towns the city
get my city hoochies Gucci, Monica
are those the real millionnaires or the
Im so ultra Im over Oprah
but let me your account, haha no sir

stop, dont stop...