Luyện nghe bài hát En Focus

Ya go beats, meats, son
I can't cook but being a
I'm servin' to eat
I got multiple stabs of

Sassafrassy as I caught the fame of
Years mama had me tell ya gladly
I plugged for the
Which eyes to zoom in

put your person into focus
No longer Mercer but the Posdnuos
Plug One, yo, I fun in the scribblin' of speak
On a naked sheet
Most recognized by my brown self
Yo, you some wealth?

More in my mind in my pocket
But I's got every Girbaud that ever
I met hoes, met some girls
Did a tour took me all around the world
Did a tour that me all around the world

I hit the but I'm shooin' it now
Remember when the might have had a spine
Well, it's all over
The DayGlo nigga gets the red mat
a roller coaster when your shit's burnt toast

Now Mr. Club owner your jam
When jam is tha jam
And a tab at the bar, my mindstate's great
No thanks I drink, I sip the bobo

Then I kettle it
I felt the heave in the
Tap it in the
Diggin' my own quick

Let me get the out
Mr. Radio say the starlight
Is the same star

I'm thinkin' how a nine and a is a switch
But turn out the and some will go bitch
It was one MC one MC
Play the lamp post do the wit dynamite

Well, it's okay and it's
'Cause our birthday external light
all get graphic
People made of

at the shine wit my 50 watt eye
But when I got the eye patch, I hit the
I fame it to a from Denver up to Maine
And lovin' deluxe, she won't me in no tux
Nah, man I won't the style

Curious, curious, curious,
Curious, curious, curious,

Funny, how time flies
When you have some on the face
'Cause the is the fickle
of fusin', I'm a use it

To the the trickle caught the rush
But I play hush, while Andres Titus is the
As a fan put the hearts to mush

Dalea would hear the public beat
The same way for Titus when he Blacked the
But as the Knee went Deep, too off the charts
The album faded to black, that's when the amnesia

Curious, curious,
Curious, curious,

Hey boy, I watch that man, shit's all in
Should I shot it or
I saw bootleggas no
I saw Big 4 go get

A typical was the moment
When the man
"Ain't you?" Yeah, I is I'm
Hush your fallin' in cog
Caught the being True dog

A fist of funk and I that screen
In the or in between
but a little bit of the starlight
I mail my ass to the

I dig it, I dug it, I dig it, I dug it
I wiz it, I was it, I wiz it, I was it
Oh, Lord let me it off
Because ya some'll do it all, for the light

jivin'