Luyện nghe bài hát Gladiators

1 - B.o.B]
Okay so I'm on the
What am I to rhyme?
What am I to do in this booth?
Am I to a line?
What am I a spokesman
What am I a poster
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 grow up in doubt?
I probably be smoking so much my mind is over fried
But I notice how
Them same will smile in your face
But behind your back them same folk will
But that's enough about them, about me
Yes it's B to the O, I 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 eat cause my groceries on this beat
And my will carry on till I no longer speak
My soul is also added to the fact I'm cheap
And I put on my grandma Othella so
Rest In Peace

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

- J. Cole]
Bwoy. Yeah, nigga. Uh, J. Cole nigga. Yeah. B.o.B
Uh, A.T.L. uh. N.C. bwoy. Grand Hustle nigga. Roc nigga.