Luyện nghe bài hát Everything I Love

The world at my
Gold pieces molded Jesus features
streets the fever
From the way I the Ether

Came on the scene at 19, a fiefa
For money, power, respect, get it by any
A New Yorker, talker, walk like a brick flipper
Decimal doctor, multiply to get

I'm a entrepreneur, I'm the of the city
I'm a part of the sewers, I'm the Diddy
I the dirt in my sweat, that's from the Harlem struggle
All in my swagger, that's the why I got my hustle

I got the stature, Miami diamond flasher
I got you caught in the most flyest and rapture
My signature next to Christopher Wallace, get it
My first album through to him, that was my project

Now I'm the illest known to walk like the soldier
And when I smoke, only roll up the illest doja
You sit and it over my venom, a killer cobra
It's Harlem, U.S.A., I diddy bop and with Oprah

Nigga,
From my voice I'm 'em
I shed my
About I love

Am still a eye blacker, handed, face the palm smacker
Goods strapper, cat stacker, good wood
Tear up the Dom P wrappers
Platinum Patron splasher, fuck Cris, spit

I call it ignorant laughter
Black American Express card all now
It's scratched up from constant
Girl kidnapper, pop off tags

makin' monster music
And still I Cosa
Big roaster, skin
Girl, when I send for ya, friends, wontcha?

I'm from the '80s, N.Y.C., 5 percent of
Breeze through with that old school [Incomprehensible]
glowin', ho-in', fly off in a Boeing
Slide off with your ho and six figures on her

My persona, John, unforgivable cologne
Coppin' the diamonds, makes me sorta bi-polar
Ferrari to Phantom, vehicles for high
The studded chain my neck, it makes the night colder

Nigga,
my voice I'm killin' 'em
I shed my
everything I love

The Queens Crypt keeper, hat rocker
bitch slobber, Ex-robber, heister, my own life biographer
Pants saggin', Bentley whippin', Summer Jam
Tim Chuck wearin', vodka, then I spray choppers

A doctor in the jungles of made me
Draped in paisley bandannas, suits Adam Stacey
like Dick Tracy, it's dark, I get spacey
Alcohol and laced weed, was part of my '80s

The conciergeries be near me
yellow cuts in my pinky yearly
Liz tried to juxt me
'Coz I keep it green like the other side of Bill

When he gets
Think fast before I blast hoes Grassino
Went from scraggly old
To the fashion and realest rappin'

back on the scene, won't roll back up with green
Strictly cruisin' through the strip in Vegas
Two of New York's biggest, niggaz, used to hate us
But now you love us, Nas and Diddy, power

Nigga,
From my voice I'm 'em
I my blood
everything I love

It's on I love, man
on everything I love
It's on I love, man