Luyện nghe bài hát Good Friday

(Kanye West)
Party in the place to be
You are now in the midst of a MC
Throw hands in the air if you real as me

(Kid Cudi)
Are
to go?
I the city gettin' ready for me
I the city gettin' ready

(Kanye)
Such an mornin', we on a ride
And I'm smooth as the way the Benz drive
Turn the radio down if they that bullshit
don't want black people to think he drive
He he live

(Common)
He he live, he think he cold
He I'm high, I'm in thinker mode
Eyes low'd, I let the hold the thoughts
The streets are like the high that I go across

(Kanye)
I mean, my whole team 'bout to the streets
The Lim remind them that it's Fashion Week
And the wasn't barely hot
Did I mention that the sweater was a Scott?
Did I mention G.O.O.D. Music, yeah, we hot
Motherfucker, are you or not?

Are
to go?
I know the gettin' ready for me
I know the city ready

Are
to go?
I know the city ready for me
I know the city ready

(This out to the hardcore hip-hop)
(Can't stop! Yooou stop!)
(This goes out to the hip-hop)
(Can't stop! Yooou stop!)

(Pusha T)
As 'Ye the piano
The mood swings the change of a channel
He's heating up like wrapped him in flannel
Sellin' kilos your iPod nano
Cocaine vandal, I induct
Money drive you crazy, look at Marbury's
face, reminiscent of my tires
Ice cream paint job, somethin' like
Euro tank top, inspired
it to you hard, no assembly required
(Eyuck!) I'm in 2010
makes this a time machine, not just any Benz
Floss for the of the gang with 28
While wish death 'pon me, that's many men
Yeah, and if you slaim you on your route
Stop talkin', motherfucker, pull your out

Are
to go?
I know the city ready for me
I know the city ready

Are
to go?
I know the gettin' ready for me
I the city gettin' ready

(Big Sean)

Now tell me, do it good? Well, all right
Don't worry, we be here all night
And you a nigga rep that Westside (Westside!)
Westside, Westside!
So te-te-tell who the of 'em all?
They claimin' that they fresh, they ain't than my balls
A nigga suited fresh I'm headed to the ball
MC hunting season, putting heads up on the
I peeked ahead while we headed to the loft
Man, I always thought with the head my drawers
I guess why in school, my grades went from As to Bs to Cs
All double Ds, I be absent all week
This is for my niggas, all the ones I for
Man, the fam, we let 'em in through the side door
Hold on: the girl you gave a wedding ring?
Man, me and my niggas on her everything

(Charlie Wilson)

And let me you say ahhhh

Let me you say ahhhh

(Kanye)

Ay, we

Now put hands up to the sky
the day in that we die
And be here all evenin'
G.O.O.D. Fridays, I you have a nice weekend

Are
to go?
I the city gettin' ready for me
I the city gettin' ready

Are
to go?
I know the city gettin' for me
I the city gettin' ready

Are
to go?
I the city gettin' ready for me
I know the city ready

Are
to go?
I the city gettin' ready for me
I know the city gettin'

Are
to go?
I know the gettin' ready for me
I know the city ready

I know the city ready for me
I the city gettin' ready