Luyện nghe bài hát King Kong

Yeahh... Fool, Pilot 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 what I'm talkin bout
Uh, Closed minded lil children, I write my way to a million, out the plane windows
around get popped like a collar
For slippin in my city get bitten, chewed,
Fool, what you you like me
Your idol and rival I be
Holdin the title with the of a hunter's rifle
Shots fired, the forest too quiet, ignited
Fall back baby let me get high chick
Eagle droppings, fly shit, who stop him
On the grind I am like a quarterback attackin' defensive homie who gon' block em

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

2]
Yea, came up, put it down for my set what I did Jets
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, the hotel suite sloppy off the chop a tree
Upstate New York, Woodstock,
The view from my rockin chair you would not
A million miles New Orleans, left the key to the city with my brother now I'm comin back for it