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 walk to the house in robes and Ferragamo loafers
And Iron Chef season the salmon
It's down pouring, he watching 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 up, pulled back my sleeve, checked my watch
Where the, fuck is my wife, it's 12 on the dot
Very impatient, I'm getting nervous, can't stop
My racing, her Nextel don't get no service
Damn, all this over a of milk
Something, happened to her, wig'll get peeled
Okay, let me calm down, she at Keeba house
Her birthday's today, we bought her jeans and a blouse
Since 7 o'clock, she been for Owls
Jetted up the steps to the master suite, checked the
Nope, all that is there is and soap
is nauseous, caught a big lump in my throat
Found a phone book mad names, looked down
Bow, there go Keeba, tying my shoes, I put the bitch on
And bluntly addressed her, 'where's my (Yeah, she ain't out here)
(Last time I 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 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 house, where I keep my toast
I yelled to the Chef, yo, for Kayla, check the pool and the bowling alley
If anything, just hit my
in the go cart, the yard 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 Starks
Let me find out somebody on my ground, yo, is pounding my

Yo, kill, yo! (Hold on, cause)
(Baby, let me explain, you over reacting, that's not it was)
Shut the fuck up, you got moaning with your legs up
Eyes all red, what? Did y'all blaze up?
Then froze for a sec, so I dipped quick, lift the
Aimed the biscuit at both of bastards
What ya'll now (Yo, cause, she said she live with her pop)
(Her dude mad strict, why we up in the spot)
(And yo, little trick of yours, bought me a ten G watch)
He down 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, sinful 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 talk, is looking like you trynna let off that glock)
Yeah, you right, you look familiar, you put my in, right?
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, stop him, let the sucker do what he do)
(He me, and he finished)