Luyện nghe bài hát Guest House

In the crib on this day, I'm chilling
Glass pianos and Portuguese drapes, hang from the
rugs, Moroccan sofas
I walk to the house in paisley robes and loafers
And Iron Chef just the salmon
coming down pouring, he watching BBC, eating a salad
I'm on the hitting the chalice
Checking my texts and out of nowhere, my dick is hard as a
I stood up, back my sleeve, checked my watch
Where the, fuck is my wife, 12 o'clock on the dot
Very impatient, I'm getting nervous, stop pacing
My heart's racing, her Nextel don't get no
Damn, all this over a of milk
Something, to her, somebody wig'll get peeled
Okay, let me calm down, maybe she at house
Her birthday's today, we bought her jeans 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 is towels and soap
is nauseous, caught a big lump in my throat
Found a phone book with mad names, looked
Bow, there go Keeba, tying my shoes, I put the on speaker
And bluntly addressed her, my girl?' (Yeah, she ain't out here)
(Last I seen her, Ghost, she beat it on an old nigga)
Yo, Keeba stop playing, yo (Nah, we a shot 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 these motherfuckers, how Keeba to drive stick)
I snatched up my raincoat, the grass was
Under the bed in the guest house, where I keep my
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 yard is dark, I'm
Few feet from the guest house, is I parked
she's OK, is what I say in my heart
But something feel right, so is what I'm saying to God
As I got closer, ain't kosher
I heard a bunch of sounds from the house, I don't think I'm suppose to
Is the end, of the Starks 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)
Shut the fuck up, you got caught with your legs up
all red, what? Did y'all just blaze up?
Then froze for a sec, so I dipped quick, the mattress
the biscuit at both of them bastards
What excuse now (Yo, cause, she said she live with her pop)
(Her dude mad strict, why we up in the spot)
(And yo, this trick of yours, bought me a ten G watch)
He reached down for his drawers, 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 know my name,
(Hold on, let me explain) Yo, two is done
(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 familiar, you put my cable in, right?
The nigga, and you fucking my wife?
(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) your business
(Now Kayla, don't stop him, let the do what he do)
(He me, and he finished)