Luyện nghe bài hát King Kong

Yeahh... Jets Fool, Talk Nigga,
Everybody around this got money,
We ain't gon run outta weed, yeah, look up

1]
Hollow a out
Build a villa in it, pimp that's what I'm bout
Uh, Closed minded lil children, I write my way to a million, lookin out the plane
Fuck around get popped a collar
For slippin in my get bitten, chewed, swallowed
Fool, what you you like me
Your and your rival I be
Holdin the title with the precision of a rifle
Shots fired, the forest too quiet, ignited
Fall back girl let me get high chick
Eagle droppings, fly shit, who gon' him
On the grind I am like a quarterback attackin' lineman homie who gon' block em

Tearin the city
Snatchin top of the building
King Kong got shit on me
25-8 goin 8 goin ape for the nigga
King ain't got shit on me
Wanna be pilots, get out the sky around I
Kong ain't got shit on me
Larger than life, they hate me because they me
King Kong got shit on me

2]
Yea, came up, put it for my set what I did Jets nigga
Founder of a flyer society raisin the partition so the won't bother me
Women for a position on either side of me
for a free ride to the top with me
Spendin my cheese, smokin my
Dressed neat, left the hotel suite sloppy off the a tree
New York, Woodstock, Socrates
The view from my rockin chair you not believe
A million miles from New Orleans, left the key to the city with my brother now I'm comin for it