Luyện nghe bài hát Happiness Diamonds

She's not a girl, who much
(Throw diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe)
Do do do do do doo, oh yes.
(The rock is still alive time I rhyme)
She's not a girl who much
Do do do do do doo, ah yeah.

your eyes and imagine, feel the magic
on acid,
Seen through Yves St. Laurent
And I've that I've arrived, cuz
It take more than a magazine to kill my Vibe
he write his own rhymes, so of
I 'em
That mean I forgot better shit than u thought up
Damn, is he really caught up?
I ask if you talkin' bout classics, do my get brought up?
I remember I couldn't afford a Ford or even a four-track recorder
so its only right that I let the top drop on a Porsche
- its for yourself that's
If a stripper Porscha and u get tips from many men
Then your fat friend her is Minivan
me,
That's just the Henny, man, I smoke, I drink, I'm supposed to I can't because

I need a fix I'm going down, (uh)
to the bits that I left up town
I need a fix I'm going down,
down,
down, (uh)
Going

I was sick about
nobody cure me
Only that got robbed but kept all his jewelry
Alicia Keys tried to talk sense to them
30 minutes later seems there's no them
more can you ask for?
The assholes
Who complains about what he is
And throw a like he is 3 years old
You love it though somebody still speaks from his soul
And change by the change, or the game, or the fame,
he came, in the game, he made his own lane
Now all I is y'all to pronounce my name
Its Kanye - But some of my plastic - say Kane
Got in the D, Kin-folk from Motown
Back in the Chi - them folks ain't from
Life movin' too fast I need to slow
Girl ain't me no ass, ya need to go down
My father Ben said I Jesus
So he me to church and let the water wash over my ceaser
are forever (forever, forever)
The preacher we need leaders
then my body got still like a paraplegic
You know who you can call you gotta believe it
The Roc tall and you would never believe it
your diamonds and throw 'em up like you bulimic
Yea the beat cold but the flow is
After settles and the dust get swept off
Big K pick up where Hov left off
Right when magazines Kanye West off
I dropped my new shit like the best of
A&R's lookin' like "pssh we up"
Grammy night, damn right, we got up
Bottle after bottle we got messed up
In the studio, where though, yea he next up
People askin' me if I'm give my chain back
be the same day I give the game back
You know the next question dog "Yo, where at?"
This track the Indian dance to our reign back
"What's up you and Jay, man, are y'all ok man?"
pray for the death of our dynasty like Amen
R-r-r-right stands a-man
With the to make a diamond with his bare hands...

Mother Superior the gun,
Mother jumped the gun,
(throw diamonds in the sky if you feel the vibe)
Superior jumped the gun,
Mother jumped the gun,
(The is still alive every time I rhyme)
Mother Superior the gun,
Mother jumped the gun,

is a warm gun,
Happiness is a gun,
is a warm gun,
Happiness is a gun,
Happiness is a warm gun,
Happiness is a gun,
Happiness is a gun, yes it is
Happiness is a gun
is a warm gun, momma