Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Stop

Explain yourself, how you like me?
the muthafucking P
knowing that mee lo
playing games like cee-lo
in a tight situation like
you can have it way like Carlito
my nigga will be happy to give you
and you car twisted like a blunt
for you faggot ass niggas like to front
Im on BBC bape shit
Im on some cake
in the kitchen with the making beats in my apron
you hating and you to erase it
close your eyes when you know you cant it
my flow interrupts homeostasis
I Rolls Royce it on a regular
you talk street shit it sound sweet shit
straight liquorice you sound ticklish
80k for the Hermes dream
n crop 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 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 said it me maam
8 behind me still got the burner
yes the enzo is stilll black Sojourner
truth, I mighta just a tooth
spittin what I did in the
Im out, pooof!

Fiasco:]
Carrera, raised in a mutant ninja turtle era
bear n tell the truth, I dare ya
ya lie, so eat these whole of these jalapeno peppers
for made in america too live
fuck the property or 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
where my city at, Im like steak and but never die
they Ghostface wanna be me
but they will haste follow me into the after life
that means you right after Ive
but Im the hero sort of like Jack
so someway somehow I survived
ha ha
who is he that we see coming the tides
in a speed boat, boat of pride
Fall of Rome, dress and mastermind tie
he what happens when rappping and happen the fashion
so OMG is the "C" from the LOLing at you haters
tell your like

West:]
Yes, Mr West turn that new rebel
loud as a child level
who need a chorus we through a tyrannosaurus
tyrone its been a year with no
could you explain how high is your
take the plane rub his nose in cocaine
theres hoes in magazines you lame you lame
and for the hate in advance, pull down pants
make em both cheeks like we living in France
blue, business managers Jewish
and if I get sued my Jews
some girls do, grab the
say you got enough diamonds to at least Sierra
new ferraris I gotta 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 GOOD as
I was too flying, parasail!
tell to get the new shit that Paris sell
Tarantino, Da Vinci, gettin Benjis, get half off
half of thats to
out the spaceship on my Mork and Mindy
popped too corks to let you dorks offend me
props in New York but Chi towns the
get my city hoochies Gucci, Belluccis
are those the real or the bendis?
Im so ultra Im even Oprah
but let me check your account, no sir

stop, dont stop...