Luyện nghe bài hát Guest House

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

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