Luyện nghe bài hát Lost Hawks

I'm Serious, Steady B
I dip a Cadillac like B
I talk to these ladies like D
Cause I can't these ladies foolin' me

I'm Thai Shaw, Pimpin' Hoes dot com
The mo' in a new Sean John
in my lusty ways
You see my face in a magazine and can't the page.

You see, I'm 'bout to get paid and not to admit it
To fail's never of the plan, I'm never quittin'
I always gave it all I can, a little lazy
I (blow ??? record) like up on the daily

pumpin' like a piston
Got me so I'm in the sky and I kissed it
Excuse me while I Jimmy the rhyme
Hey Joe, could you me if 6 was 9?

You know I technique to the freshest freak
a call you will see results in just a week
With the soul of a HAWK
Is there a for a Rap Cat, let's talk

Because it's hell for a Rap Cat, walk
Watch your spirit get knocked out the
Gold diggers stay after me, a catastrophe,
Talkin' in the cheesecake factory.

I'm high and the blunt ain't sparked yet
The truth hit the just like it was Clark Kent
No time for the weak the renegade freaks play
the rules, old school, fuck a cliche

I'm to the ain't no time to waste
Same rap, came back, hey, like mace
Imma spray in face, any day, any place
Cross the bay bridge rollin' Dre and we blaze

A chronicle, 30 of up in the optimo
We roll trees by the when we rock a show
The (?) push, Imma mine
See suckas, lay 'em down our machine gun rhymes.

You might see me at my shows in my Nicky Rose
there just like a picture without the pose
Yes, y'all in the symphony
Man, hoes'll be talkin' bout my rise and fall

How I did 'em all
And was I born to
Yo, but not on the court
But walkin' through

My gun-mouth that it way down south
With the whole strip tryin' to figure it out

a doubt.

I keep it movin' till my is straight
It's all, Math, Science, Time and
I see the money and these rhymes to make
I'm tryna seven figures a license plate

Come on, I often, my destination unknown
The bizzle had me "where did all the fun go"
Fast decisions made at the last
The flippin'
Fasho' we past the limit.

Gotta be greedy like Daffy 'cause the money's like
Sweet like a (?) that's get at me
The wings of an just cut my face
I couldn't say nothin' man, yo I my case

Playboy, like magic
Man, in a
Mad like an addict in the sports (?)
Spit hot nickels till quarters, man

So put in my name with the flames.

I'm so hot, the meltin'
Please the degrees I kick his black belt in
Freeze into a gas, I blows mixed Purp with Hash
Do the math, young workin' the map

It's called
Like Bob Marley lightin' a
Only the lord know how I'll get
Imma rip through the city and tell a "try again"
You see me to this track like the violins.