Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Stop

Explain yourself, how you sound me?
the muthafucking P
knowing your mee lo
playing games like youre
in a tight like speedos
you can it your way like Carlito
my nigga be happy to give you torpedos
and have you car twisted like a
for you faggot ass that like to front
Im on some BBC bape
Im on some cake
in the kitchen with the heat making beats in my
you hating and you want to it
your eyes when you know you cant take it
my flow interrupts homeostasis
I Rolls Royce it on a regular
you talk street shit it sound like sweet
liquorice you niggas sound ticklish
80k large for the dream
coke n in all your magazines
hunger strike yourself, look like
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 seat on
try to get her on
ask me to R ya and get peed on
I said it aint me
8 behind me still got the burner
yes the enzo is stilll black Sojourner
truth, I mighta just loosened a
spittin what I did in the
Im out, pooof!

[Lupe
Carrera, raised in a mutant ninja turtle era
waanna bear n the truth, I dare ya
ya lie, so eat these whole of these jalapeno peppers
for terror in america too live
the property or give me my props properly
high off this high technology, DeVry
I rep Muhammad Ali like rapology
my not to be dishonestly deprived
so that, gimme that, keep going
my city at, Im like steak and fries but never die
they wanna Ghostface be me
but they will post haste follow me the after life
that means you going right Ive
but Im the sort of like Jack Sparrow
so someway somehow I survived
ha ha
who is he that we see over the tides
in a speed boat, load of pride
Fall of Rome, dress 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
your BFFs like

[Kanye
Yes, Mr turn that new child rebel
loud as a badass level
who need a chorus we through a tyrannosaurus
its been a year with no phone
could you explain how is your zone
well take the plane rub his nose in
theres hoes in magazines you lame sayin you
and for the hate in advance, pull your pants
make em kiss both like we living in France
Diamonds blue, business managers
and if I get sued my lawyers
some girls do, the cojones
say you got enough to at least Sierra Loan-us
brand new ferraris I make the donuts
C-R-S is a hip hop Christmas bonus
is hating on the internet I couldnt tell
I was too busy rapping as hell
I was too flying, parasail!
tell collect to get the new shit that sell
Tarantino, Da Vinci, gettin Benjis, get half off
half of to Cindys
out the spaceship on my Mork and Mindy
popped too corks to let you dorks offend me
in New York but Chi towns the city
get my city Gucci, Monica Belluccis
are those the real millionnaires or the
Im so ultra Im over Oprah
but let me check your account, no sir

stop, dont stop...