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 alive every time I rhyme)
She's not a girl who much
Do do do do do doo, ah yeah.

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

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

I was sick about
nobody cure me
Only playa that got but kept all his jewelry
Alicia tried to talk some sense to them
30 minutes later seems there's no them
What can you ask for?
The international
Who complains about what he is
And throw a tantrum like he is 3 old
You love it though somebody still speaks from his soul
And wouldn't by the change, or the game, or the fame,
he came, in the game, he made his own lane
Now all I need is to pronounce my name
Its - But some of my plastic - still say Kane
Got family in the D, Kin-folk from
Back in the Chi - them folks ain't Motown
movin' too fast I need to slow down
Girl ain't give me no ass, ya need to go
My father Ben said I need
So he me to church and let the water wash over my ceaser
Diamonds are (forever, forever)
The said we need leaders
Right then my got still like a paraplegic
You know who you can you gotta best believe it
The Roc stand tall and you would believe it
your diamonds and throw 'em up like you bulimic
Yea the beat cold but the is anemic
After debris settles and the get swept off
Big K up where young Hov left off
Right magazines wrote Kanye West off
I my new shit sound like the best of
A&R's lookin' like "pssh we up"
Grammy night, right, we got dressed up
Bottle bottle till we got messed up
In the studio, where though, yea he next up
People askin' me if I'm gon' my chain back
That'll be the day I give the game back
You know the next dog "Yo, where Dame at?"
This track the Indian dance to our reign back
"What's up with you and Jay, man, are ok man?"
They pray for the of our dynasty like Amen
here stands a-man
With the power to make a diamond his bare hands...

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

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