Luyện nghe bài hát Good Friday

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

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

(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
They don't want black people to he drive
He think he

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

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

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

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

(This out to the hardcore hip-hop)
(Can't stop! can't 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 they wrapped him in flannel
Sellin' kilos through your nano
vandal, I induct scandal
Money drive you crazy, look at Marbury's
face, reminiscent of my tires
Ice cream paint job, somethin' Breyers
Euro tank top, Dior
Sell it to you hard, no assembly
(Eyuck!) I'm in 2010
Which makes this a machine, not just any Benz
Floss for the of the gang with 28
While haters wish death me, that's many men
Yeah, and if you you on your paper route
Stop talkin', motherfucker, your paper out

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

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

(Big Sean)

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

(Charlie Wilson)

And let me you say ahhhh

Let me you say ahhhh

(Kanye)

Ay, we

Now put your up to the sky
Until the day in 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 know the city gettin'

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

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

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

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

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