Luyện nghe bài hát Hero

QB!
Where the yall at?
Ha! Ha! Ha!
Yeah! go!
money!

Chain gleaming, lanes, two-seating
Hate him or him for the same reason
Can't leave it, the game him
Plus the need someone to believe in

So in Son we trust
'Cause they know give 'em what they want
looking for a hero
I that makes me a hero

Another chapter of the rapper, distinguished gentleman
and castle on his back Maybach-er
Exotic eye-catcher, holla at ya, call me the chiropractor
like Muay Thai class, could perspire out ya

And of course I've been the boss since back
Rocking D Boy, Fila, velour in a 190 Benz
Now they down the stores that I'm shopping
Used to be robbing, face covered in stocking
I'm him!

gleaming, switching lanes, two-seating
Hate him or love him for the reason
Can't leave it, the game him
the people need someone to believe in

So in Son we trust
'Cause they know I'ma give 'em what they
looking for a hero
I guess that makes me a

Rubber-grip-holder reloader, come at me I'ma rip your in half
Silverback ape, mag
Young, rich and flashy, bitch, I'm nasty
All black so ice lay on me so classy

And every I close my lids
I can still see the borough, I can still see the
I can still see the dreams that my niggas ain't never to see
them angels opened the door for me

From Berettas and moving raw
To chilling in wine cellars, and humidors
That's what I mature, that's what I call a G
That's what I call a pimp, that's I call a gangsta to the fullest, shit

I'm tryin' to make cream
By every 14th, that's my dream
So I can be more as I grow yearly
I can see things more that's why they fear me
go!

Chain gleaming, lanes, two-seating
Hate him or him for the same reason
Can't leave it, the game him
Plus the people someone to believe in

So in God's Son we
'Cause they know give 'em what they want
looking for a hero
I guess that me a hero

It's universal apartheid, I'm hog-tied, the corporate
Blocking y'all from going to stores and it
First L.A. and ****** was riding wit it
But Newsweek startled big wigs
They said, "Nas, you trying it?

My lawyers only see the Billboard charts as
Nas the only true rebel since the beginning
Still in prison, in jail for the flow
Try Bob Dylan, Bruce or Billy Joel
They sing what's in they soul!

So "Untitled" it is
I never changed nothin', but people remember
If Nas say it, think about these talented kids
With new ideas told what they can and can't spit

I can't sit and it, so shit, I'ma drop it
Like it or not, you gotta cop it
I'm a hustler in the studio, of Don Julio
No matter what the CD I'm unbeatable y'all!
go!

Yeah, Nas, Da Don