Luyện nghe bài hát Happiness Diamonds

She's not a girl, who much
(Throw your in the sky if you feel the vibe)
Do do do do do doo, oh yes.
(The is still alive every time I rhyme)
She's not a girl who misses
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 take more than a magazine to kill my Vibe
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 even a four-track
so its only right I let the top drop on a drop-top Porsche
- its for that's important
If a stripper named 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 stop I because

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

I was sick awards
Couldn't cure me
Only playa that got robbed but kept all his
Keys tried to talk some sense to them
30 minutes seems there's no convincing them
What can you ask for?
The assholes
Who complains about what he is
And throw a tantrum like he is 3 old
You gotta love it though somebody speaks from his soul
And wouldn't by the change, or the game, or the fame,
When he came, in the game, he made his own
Now all I need is to pronounce my name
Its Kanye - But some of my plastic - still say
Got family in the D, Kin-folk Motown
Back in the Chi - them folks ain't from
Life movin' too I need to slow down
Girl ain't give me no ass, ya to go down
My father Ben said I Jesus
So he took me to church and let the water wash over my
Diamonds are (forever, forever)
The preacher said we need
Right then my body got still like a
You know who you can you gotta best believe it
The Roc tall and you would never believe it
Take your diamonds and 'em up like you bulimic
Yea the cold but the flow is anemic
After debris settles and the dust get off
Big K pick up where Hov left off
Right when magazines wrote Kanye off
I dropped my new shit like the best of
A&R's like "pssh we messed up"
night, damn 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' give my chain
be the same 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 death of our dynasty Amen
R-r-r-right here a-man
the power to make a diamond with his bare hands...

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

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