Luyện nghe bài hát Gone Delirious

Uh,the monster,Queen Bee,uh huh
You be serious
Fix ya
We gon' do a
you never heard before
We comin' to this yall
We comin' to rock this
(This is the premiere)
Yall ready for it
But get for it
Bee
to 'em
(Yo where it at baby?)
to 'em
(Where it at?)

Just to to y'all niggas that I'm still on top
I told Swizz gimme the guttest you got
give it to you raw weather you like it or not
Like its my bullet and I only got one shot
Aim for the middle like I'm throwing a dart
And when I belive its going straight to your heart
I lay my Mack game nigga straight from the start
take it personal baby, fuck you,pay me

Ain't nothin' but ladys in my dark Mercedes
the Beravas kit, got niggas mad as shit
No, we never sip there ice in our drinks
But sometimes we get cold the ice in our minks
That fly girl persona its a world
Act like you ain't about the Gabana girls
Hollyhood style love around the globe
You might me next season on the cover of Vouge

Y'all niggas done gone
Y'all can't be serious
Queen bee,Swizz Beatz,they of us
Y'all know it no comparing us

I moves in the games
The other is a fraud
I'm important the Queen on the chessboard
talk slick but they ain't got nothin' for me
When I'm in territory
Its a whole story
We never get stuck sometimes take the long
our backs aganist the wall we bang our way out

I'm in the "Gettin' money"
Livin' by the code
'Bout to have every corner of rap game sewed
Hattin' homies better start,showin' respect
Or get silly heard my man G Dep,
Tryna at the bee and you think ya fly
me dawg throw some money in the sky
Dream rockin' the yellow and black jerseys
Pull out the black Amali when I'm ridin' my dirtys
666 thats the of the beast
I love God and I'm reppin' the streets

Y'all niggas gone delirious
hoes can't be serious
Queen bee,Swizz Beatz,they of us
Y'all know it no comparing us

Return of the widow, goin' down kiddo
hate me,yeah alright ditto
That's why I the 4-5 in the pillow
they gon' die in the cribo
Black knows how to party
Don't ride but I still cop a
Don't lie who else hot me
World wide I everybody

And I should'nt to tell yall who run the city
Even my seven year old Rizzy
Knows I bizzy
You know the name Kim high class
Shake it Shorty with ya priced ass, priced ass
to be a billionare I got things to do
I my mark in this game who the fuck are you
They say I'm pretty like on chrome
And that feeling at the top is like sweet home

ain't ready for it
Queen bee,y'all ain't for it
Y'all ready for it
Y'all ain't for it

niggas done gone delirious
Y'all can't be serious
Queen bee,Swizz Beatz,they of us
Y'all know it ain't no us

Get your in the air
Everybody get your in the air
Get hands in the air
get your hands in the air
Get hands in the air
Everybody get hands in the air
Get your in the air
Everybody get your in the air