Luyện nghe bài hát Lonely

[P.
This out to my nigga B.I.G.
to me playboy, check dis out
I go, on and on and on and
Won't take her to the unless she's bonin'
PD her on the phone and
Promise I'll leave her
Now she
Tellin' me she's all and
Love the dark tone and
Ahead of my time, I live what's in my rhymes
The cars and the chedda is
We ain't, the type to sit back and lose
Spit that
ferocious
Cash all in my
Burn more bread than
You must this, the cats I'm with is the coldest
Hip-hop quota but this
Back on the track again, thats whats
Please believe it, we on top and won't it

[Chorus:
Sometimes I like I'm lonely
And sometimes I feel I'm lonely

Uh, uh,
Ey yo
Q-U-double
Come on ma riding with me
the lame respect the game
When you hanging on my arm you expect the
And, when you sex the Kain
I, only link the wealthiest
And cop jewels if it drop celcius
Now, you can run but you can hide
But, where you go when the temperature
It's Bad Boy see death in ya
Kain Cioffe the next on the
Damagin' shit hot stamina
You got screwball we the hammerin' clique
Limo, the club, and the cameras'll
Money, music son we standin' in it HA!

[Mark
Yo, yo, yo, yo
Don't panic, don't take for granted
I did then do and always ran it
A lot to gain when I say I'm off the
The shit I spit...burn
controllin' this
I can make the grin
'cause I get money and run with the men
Knockin' at ya door Curry again
Been since the jump off begin
You who I am
Don't get it all up
Get the cash to my be all blistered up
We can pick it up, we can it low
Recognize what it is when I come through the
Not partyin' and pimpin', I wit a limp
Once I took it to the top I fell off since
Stay high stay fly cool in the fan
Ain't none of y'all ya man
Get a grip

(On guard, yo' self) It's lonely at the top hey hey (repeated twice)