Luyện nghe bài hát Gladiators

1 - B.o.B]
Okay so I'm on the
What am I supposed to
am I supposed to do in this booth?
Am I to flow a
am I a spokesman now?
What am I a poster
What am I supposed to
What am I supposed to be the 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 much my mind is fried
But I notice how
Them same folks will in your face
But behind your back same folk will frown
But that's enough 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 cause my groceries on this
And my song will carry on I no longer speak
My soul is Kosher added to the fact I'm cheap
And I put that on my grandma so
Rest In Peace

2 - J. Cole]
A many blessings sent from heaven thanking God to be
attendant woke me up said Mr.Cole you have arrived, welcome
In this game the price of fame is steep, Lord 'em
Keep 'em
Prayin' that the heat won't 'em
I'm headed to the top I be more welcome
Took the lead role, now I'm right outside ya peephole
That's for the 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 with of names
And plus hit with of rappers I'ma cock and aim
Then who shot ya man
Finally out the game
Got nothin' to
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. Hustle nigga. Roc Nation nigga.