Luyện nghe bài hát F.A.M.E.

[Verse 1: Jeezy]
F-ck these haters, I'd 'em all if I could
Ain't of none of y'all, so you know my aim good
Blowin bin Ladie in my 911
left Ground Zero, on my way to kush heaven
Can't slow down, too much evil in my view
Sometimes you wanna scream to God, but he hear you
And even if you did, probably be his answer
F-ck you complaining about? It ain't you got cancer
Do it for my on the block that got it worse
First the love, then the hate, that just a nigga's curse
I betcha feel like the whole hatin' on you
But what's the holdup? The world waitin' on you

(The fame)
I wake up and empty
Shit make you squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already on the edge, so don't tempt me
motherf-ckers envy

(The fame)
I up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze your Glock it's empty
I'm already standin' on the edge, so don't me
Fake envy

[Verse 2: Young
You mean to tell me from runnin' my big
That I could here in this big penthouse
All elevator'd up, black floors
Just to sit around and feel like it ain't
Your conscience gotcha feelin' like you done wrong
But the say motherf-cker, we on
me, nigga, do you see this view?
See Ruth's Chris here, what the f-ck's wrong wit' you
Lookin' at my Rollie, yeah, it's almost
Bill Gates state of mind a automatic weapon
You 'member me from puttin' on for the city
Or back when it was on two, for the fitty
Opened up a few squares, up a few tours
Just to niggas keys open up doors
"Oh, we don't f-ck wit' Young no mo'" Why
The thing I can figure, 'cause he on top

(The fame)
I wake up and feel
Shit make you wanna squeeze your 'til it's empty
I'm standin' on the edge, so don't tempt me
Fake envy

(The fame)
I wake up and feel
make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already standin' on the edge, so don't me
Fake motherfuckers

(The fame)

3: T.I.]
What up, world? Long time,
Hey,

Lately, I been off and out of sight, out of mind
Ay, getcha right, and stay the hell up out of mind
I'm out my mind, to fix it 'fore I'm out of time
Don't worry 'bout me, God got me, bruh, I'm doin'
year in prison, promise this is it for me
Tryna make it through the storm, be makin' history
No feelin' sorry for me, ya pity and ya sympathy
Good or bad, take it a man, whatever meant for me
How I did it 'em hate my spirit, they wish they could kill it
And they'll take it however can get it
Wanna see me fulla misery, walkin' wit' my head
"Let's decapitate 'im, we'll see if he can wear his crown!"

(The fame)
I up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm standin' on the edge, so don't tempt me
motherf-ckers envy

(The fame)
I wake up and empty
Shit make you wanna squeeze Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already standin' on the edge, so tempt me
Fake motherfuckers

(The fame)
I wake up and empty
Shit you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already on the edge, so don't tempt me
motherfuckers envy

(The fame) I wake up and empty
Shit make you squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm standin' on the edge, so don't tempt me
Fake motherfuckers

(The fame)