Luyện nghe bài hát Mercy

[Intro: Jones]
Well, it is a weeping and a and a gnashing of teeth
It is a weeping and a mourning and a gnashing of
It is a - it comes to my sound which is the champion sound
(believe!)

Okay Mercy, your chick, she so thirsty
I'm in that Lambo with your girl, she tryna jerk me

1: Big Sean]
Drop it to the floor, make ass shake
Whoa, the ground move, that's an ass quake
Built a house up on that ass, an ass state
Roll my weed on it, that's an ass
Say Ye, say Ye, don't we do this day-day
I work long nights, long nights to get a pay day
Finally got paid, now I need and a vacay
(And niggas still hating) so hate I need an AK
Now we out in Paris, I'm Perriering
White politicking, that's that Sarah Palin
high, Californicating
I give her D, cause that's where I was born and raised in

[Verse 2: T]
Yeah it's prime time, my top back, this pimp ho
I'm red leather, this cocaine, I'm James ho
I'm bill-dropping Ms. Pac-Man, this pill ho
I'm popping too, blue dolphins need two coffins
All she is some heel money, all she need is some bill money
He take his time, he counts it out, I it up, that's real money
Check the neck, check the wrist, heads turning, that's exorcist
My Audemar Mardi Gras, that's Swiss time and that's excellence
Two-door preference, roof gone, Jefferson
That white frost on that pound cake so your Hines is irrelevant
Lambo, Murcie-lago, she go wherever I go, wherever we go, we do it

[Interlude: Fuzzy
Well, it is a weeping and a mourning and a of teeth in the dancehall
And who no have teeth rub pon them gums cause
time it comes to my sound, which is the champion sound
The bugle has blown fi many times, and it still one more time left
Cause the amount of stripe weh deh pon our

[Verse 3: West]
Let the doors up
I threw on the tour bus
I threw on the private jet
You what that mean, I'm fly to death
I step in Def Jam building I'm the shit
'em give me fifty million or I'm-a quit
Most rappers taste level ain't at my waist
Turn up the bass 'til it's level
do no press but I get the most press, kid
Plus, yo my make your bitch look like Precious
about Mary, she gone off that Molly
Now the whole party is melted Dal
Now everybody is movin' body
Don't sell me apartment, move in the lobby
is loiterin' just to feel important
You see lawyers and niggas in Jordans

[Verse 4: 2
Ok, now ketchup to my campaign, coupe the color of
I'm drunk and high at the same time, drinkin' champagne on the (Tell em)
Spit like the gun range, beat it up like Rampage
100 bands, cut girl, now your girl need a bandaid
Grade A, A1, chain the of Akon
Black diamonds, rhyming, co-signed by Louis Vuitton (Yup!)
Horsepower, horsepower, all Polo on I got horsepower
Pound of this cost four thousand, I make it rain, she want more
Rain pourin', all my cars is
All my broads is foreign, money tall like