Luyện nghe bài hát Guest House

In the crib on rainy day, I'm chilling
Glass and Portuguese drapes, hang from the ceiling
rugs, Moroccan sofas
I walk to the in paisley robes and Ferragamo loafers
And Chef just season the salmon
It's coming pouring, he watching BBC, eating a salad
I'm on the hitting the chalice
Checking my texts and out of nowhere, my dick is as a callus
I stood up, back my sleeve, checked my watch
Where the, is my wife, it's 12 o'clock on the dot
impatient, I'm getting nervous, can't stop pacing
My heart's racing, her don't get no service
Damn, all this over a gallon of
Something, happened to her, somebody wig'll get
Okay, let me calm down, maybe she at house
Her birthday's today, we both bought her and a blouse
7 o'clock, she been gone for Owls
Jetted up the steps to the master suite, checked the
Nope, all that is there is towels and
is nauseous, caught a big lump in my throat
Found a book with mad names, looked down
Bow, there go Keeba, my shoes, I put the bitch on speaker
And bluntly her, 'where's my girl?' (Yeah, she ain't out here)
(Last time I her, Ghost, she beat it on an old nigga)
Yo, Keeba stop playing, yo (Nah, we took a of Henn')
(Lately she work out by 10, I her, bitch, buy a Benz)
(Or even shot a car, I'm me some Advil)
(Show motherfuckers, how Keeba love to drive stick)
I up my raincoat, the grass was soaked
Under the bed in the guest house, I keep my toast
I yelled to the Chef, yo, for Kayla, check the pool and the bowling alley
If anything, just hit my
Hopped in the go cart, the is dark, I'm bugging
Few feet from the house, is where I parked
Hope she's OK, is I say in my heart
But something don't feel right, so is I'm saying to God
As I got closer, something kosher
I heard a bunch of squeaky from the house, I don't think I'm suppose to
Is this the end, of the regime?
Let me find out somebody on my ground, yo, is my queen

Yo, kill, yo! (Hold on, cause)
(Baby, let me explain, you reacting, that's not what it was)
Shut the fuck up, you got caught moaning with your up
all red, what? Did y'all just blaze up?
Then froze for a sec, so I dipped quick, the mattress
Aimed the at both of them bastards
What ya'll now (Yo, cause, she said she live with her pop)
(Her mad strict, that's why we up in the spot)
(And yo, this little trick of yours, me a ten G watch)
He reached for his drawers, that's when I let off a shot
Back the fuck up, snatched his
Had 'em looking like the black Adam and Eve, some lovers
(Chill, Tone, put the gun down) How you my name, son?
(Hold on, let me explain) Yo, y'all two is
(Just let me put my drawers, get dressed, I get rocked)
(Cause real talk, is looking like you let off that glock)
Yeah, you right, you look familiar, you put my cable in,
The FiOS nigga, and you fucking my
(Yeah, I put that cable in, nigga, we got caught)
(And she a ass chick, don't act like it's all my fault)
(Baby, no) your business
(Now Kayla, stop him, let the sucker do what he do)
(He me, and he finished)