Luyện nghe bài hát Jay-Z Interview

All these niggas really my at bat average,
ridiculous rap
And fuck what you know, Youngen got the coldest beats
All my old laying in the coldest sheets
Even if they married still can't get over me
You 0 for 3
, I'm shooting a right from the field now
I'm just a Fresh Prince, like Uncle Phil's child
And I Will style, to all my Hilary's
Stuffin' in banks,
hitting Marilyn's like a
And if you feeling me, let me know it
'Cos I just set the stage and get these words off like a
I'm Robert Frost on these hoes, I just give them the
Allen Poe up
Sippin something expensive and party 'till throw up
All my niggas roll up, the cops show up
My momma says son is a millionaire"
And for that, throw your ones up in the air
This is Freshman Adjustment Late Registration
up with the kings all 'cos of Ricky's relations
Tell the nigga been studying since I started creating
Now all niggas is hating, waiting, judging, debating
Tryin' to charge me with a flagrant, but I will not
They tryin' to Fisher the boy, but I will not flop
Instead I take it bassline, Kobe
And I play my own drums and basslines, you me, homie
I'm getting by the bosses
The Ye's, the Hov's, the Puff's, and all nigga's who's notorious for flossing
Known to be in places these ain't never heard of
and watched thrones up in the
Sign my signature in cursive for them
Then we got up off that
Ace
to instrumentals
I came a way from that place where niggas can't wait to get you
And now you copped your favorite mag and I'm in the issue
And all the bitches I could never bag, they steadily they miss you
And a shame when I get the low-fade
Have all these women like the fourth grade
Crushin on a Youngen, 'cos know I'm so paid
Once I get the digits me so laid
And none of this shit is fiction cos really I play
I changed up my old ways, to kill 'em OJ
Remind them of a Mike, fresh J's and a gold chain
I stay tailored like politicians, but fuck like I'm out on
Women catching feelings trying to be my son mom
But I'm millions tying to be the first one on
And my CD, do you me,
if you coming, on
IE nigga, I'm a IE
Went Colton High School to the widescreen nigga
Couldn't in my shoes or jog by me nigga
I play by my rules I acquired these figures
Now a nigga got enough to supersize, with him
No surprise, all these inside my denim
Couldn't be the nigga on the sideline benching
minds will be the ones to oblige my vision
Televise my mission, on channel 5, see me in the
monitor my every move, wanna see me lose
Hear the shit I like "what the fuck has gotten into you?"
I got 'em tuned in a Jay-Z interview