Luyện nghe bài hát F.A.M.E.

[Verse 1: Jeezy]
these haters, I'd kill 'em all if I could
Ain't of none of y'all, so you know my aim good
bin Ladie in my Porsche 911
Just Ground Zero, on my way to kush heaven
slow down, too much evil in my rear view
Sometimes you wanna scream to God, but he hear you
And even if you did, this'll be his answer
F-ck you complaining about? It ain't like you got
Do it for my niggas on the block got it worse
First the love, then the hate, just a trap 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 feel
make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already standin' on the edge, so tempt me
motherf-ckers envy

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

[Verse 2: Young
You mean to me from runnin' my big mouth
That I could chill here in this big
All elevator'd up, hardwood floors
Just to sit around and like it ain't yours
Your conscience gotcha feelin' like you somethin' wrong
But the say motherf-cker, we on
me, nigga, do you see this view?
See Ruth's Chris from here, what the f-ck's wrong you
Lookin' at my Rollie, yeah, it's almost
Bill Gates state of mind wit' a weapon
You might 'member me from puttin' on for the
Or back when it was on two, for the fitty
up a few squares, opened up a few tours
Just to show 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 Glock it's empty
I'm standin' on the edge, so don't tempt me
Fake motherfuckers

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

(The fame)

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

Lately, I been off and out of sight, out of mind
Ay, getcha bidne' right, and stay the hell up out of
I'm out my mind, to fix it 'fore I'm out of time
worry 'bout me, God got me, bruh, I'm doin' fine
Another in prison, promise this is it for me
Tryna make it the storm, should be makin' history
No feelin' sorry for me, keep ya and ya sympathy
Good or bad, take it like a man, whatever for me
How I did it make 'em hate my spirit, they wish they kill it
And they'll take it they 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 wake up and feel
Shit make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's
I'm already standin' on the edge, so don't me
Fake envy

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

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

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

(The fame)