Luyện nghe bài hát Moment 4 Life

I go hard,
less than devoted,
I put in every bar,
Take a second and it,
I know that aint what they seem,
It's like is coded,
I knew this be my moment for life the second I wrote it,
And yea I every day, I got used to the hope,
tug-of-war with the world, I was losing my rope,
But contrary to what haters usually hope,
When you talk about me now, tell them I to be broke,
Bad for health with a raw flow,
N-ggas mention rap in my presence,
Unless and elf in the North Pole,
You get that, you so unprepared,
back flow, adjust to me being over your head,
Damn! I'm bigger, and faster than them,
Put my behind bars, that's how I mastered the pen
Ten, nine eight, six five four three, two one,
it's my time,
I could write it in the and sell it,
kind of story many n-ggas don't live to tell it,
I put my life in this sentence, a convicted felon,
is mine, climb a mountain raise my fists and yell it,
I wish I could have this moment a bit longer,
In the of the moment, the moment gonn' get stronger,
But shit hunger, friends switch to opponents
Then take the tone of a on ya,
your chrome on your hip,
When you boning chicks, homie,
They be blowing your cut, man hoes is a bit phony,
I out like O's in the drought,
The day I on a bitch you see snow in the south,
Way back when I had the in my mouth,
I was pimping like Jerome in the house,
Thinking back to my years,
Now the Aston Martin doors like Martin's ears,
top black shoes on the drop,
Martin got it looking a skin head and some Doc Martens,
It all started with a dream Doc Martin, Luther King,
Do your thing n-gga talking,
Back when dropped the dirt on my pops coffin,
a hard spot on my heart that will not soften,
I'm in this beautiful thing,
So even in my I'm still pursuing my dreams,
Got the shooter on the roof, view to king,
They tell me bring the crown back and make the clean,
It's no for the bow, I romance with the war,
And these n-ggas too clean to slow with the poor,
Ten seconds on the clock, I a glance at the score,
We down by two so I with the ball,
Too fast for your forward no to rewind,
I him out his 2 shoes, I got this 3 on my mind,
4 seconds left, and like 5 n-ggas pressing me,
I need 6 rings Jordan in my legacy,
7 n-ggas on the bench me in slow mo,
I ate (8) the up too easy, no homo,
Straight down the to the top of the line,
And that motherfucker back like I was cocking a 9,
And let it fly they 'Los did it again',
Damn ya'll n-ggas heart, I'm the wizard you tin man,
It take 10 men to get the of this one man,
Cuz no ten men would go as as this one man,
Damn, who would've that I was this thorough,
Put a ribbon on the moon, my gift out this n-gga