Luyện nghe bài hát Guest House

In the crib on rainy day, I'm chilling
pianos and Portuguese drapes, hang from the ceiling
Persian rugs, Moroccan
I to the house in paisley robes and Ferragamo loafers
And Iron Chef just season the
It's coming down pouring, he watching BBC, eating a
I'm on the hitting the chalice
Checking my texts and out of nowhere, my is hard as a callus
I up, pulled back my sleeve, checked my watch
the, fuck is my wife, it's 12 o'clock on the dot
Very impatient, I'm nervous, can't stop pacing
My heart's racing, her Nextel get no service
Damn, all over a gallon of milk
Something, happened to her, somebody wig'll get
Okay, let me down, maybe she at Keeba house
Her birthday's today, we both her jeans and a blouse
7 o'clock, she been gone for Owls
Jetted up the steps to the master suite, the shower
Nope, all is there is towels and soap
is nauseous, caught a big lump in my throat
Found a book with mad names, looked down
Bow, there go Keeba, tying my shoes, I put the on speaker
And bluntly addressed her, 'where's my girl?' (Yeah, she out here)
(Last I seen her, Ghost, she beat it on an old nigga)
Yo, stop 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 Keeba 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, 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 the guest house, is where I parked
Hope OK, is what I say in my heart
But something don't right, so is what I'm saying to God
As I got closer, ain't kosher
I heard a bunch of squeaky sounds from the house, I don't think I'm 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 reacting, that's not what it was)
Shut the fuck up, you got caught with your legs up
Eyes all red, what? Did y'all just up?
Then froze for a sec, so I quick, lift the mattress
the biscuit at both of them bastards
What ya'll excuse now (Yo, cause, she said she with her pop)
(Her mad strict, that's why we up in the spot)
(And yo, little trick of yours, bought me a ten G watch)
He reached down for his drawers, 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 my name, son?
(Hold on, let me explain) Yo, two is done
(Just let me put my drawers, get dressed, I get rocked)
(Cause talk, is looking like you trynna 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 cable in, nigga, we both got caught)
(And she a triflyn ass chick, don't act it's all my fault)
(Baby, no) Mind business
(Now Kayla, don't him, let the sucker do what he do)
(He me, and he finished)