Luyện nghe bài hát Gladiators

1 - B.o.B]
Okay so I'm on the
What am I supposed to
What am I supposed to do in this
Am I to flow a
What am I a now?
am I a poster child?
What am I supposed to
What am I to be the dopest MC to hold this down?
What if I wasn't poor as a
What if I didn't grow up in
I probably shouldn't be smoking so my mind is over fried
But I notice how
Them same will smile in your face
But behind your back them same folk frown
But enough about them, talk about me
Yes B to the O, I said B to the O and to the B
I owe it to the
And I ain't tryna brag but you know your boys a
And yeah I gotta eat my groceries on this beat
And my song carry on till I no longer speak
My soul is also added to the fact I'm cheap
And I put that on my grandma so
In Peace hater

[Verse 2 - J.
A blessings sent from heaven thanking God to be alive
Flight attendant me up said Mr.Cole you have arrived, welcome
In this game the of fame is steep, Lord help 'em
Keep 'em
Prayin' that the heat won't 'em
I'm headed to the top I couldn't be welcome
Took the lead role, now look I'm right ya peephole
for the crown holders
Never would I
But if you ever leave don't worry I keep your seat warm
So I'm Simba in a sense
I'm the prince, you no Mufasas, but there's Oscars for you gents
I say I'm better then you niggas don't mean no offense
But is clear with no tints man just check the
see we not the same
I got a shit list lot's of names
And plus hit with of rappers I'ma cock and aim
Then who shot ya man
Finally out the game
Got to lose
And a fuckin' lot to gain

[Outro - J.
Bwoy. Yeah, nigga. Uh, J. nigga. Yeah. B.o.B nigga
Uh, A.T.L. uh. N.C. bwoy. Hustle nigga. Roc Nation nigga.