Luyện nghe bài hát Moment 4 Life

I go hard,
nothing than devoted,
I put knowledge in bar,
a second and note it,
I know that things what they seem,
It's blessings is coded,
I knew this would be my moment for the second I wrote it,
And yea I struggled day, I got used to the hope,
Playing tug-of-war with the world, I was my rope,
But to what haters would usually hope,
When you about me now, tell them I used to be broke,
Bad for your with a raw flow,
N-ggas can't rap in my presence,
you're and elf in the North Pole,
You get that, you so unprepared,
Snap back flow, adjust to me being your head,
Damn! I'm bigger, stronger and faster them,
Put my life behind bars, that's how I the pen
Ten, nine eight, seven six five three, two one,
Motherf-cker my time,
I could it in the script and sell it,
This kind of story many don't live to tell it,
I put my life in this sentence, like a felon,
is mine, climb a mountain raise my fists and yell it,
I wish that I could have moment a bit longer,
In the of the moment, the moment gonn' get stronger,
But shit hunger, make switch to opponents
Then take the of a bitch on ya,
Keep your chrome on hip,
When you them chicks, homie,
They be blowing cut, man these hoes is a bit phony,
I move out O's in the drought,
The day I trick on a you see snow in the south,
Way when I had the goals in my mouth,
I was pimping like Jerome in the house,
Thinking back to my years,
Now the Aston Martin doors open like ears,
White top shoes on the drop,
got it looking like a skin head and some Doc Martens,
It all started with a like Doc Martin, Luther King,
Do your n-gga stop talking,
when they dropped the dirt on my pops coffin,
Left a hard on my heart that will not soften,
I'm lost in this thing,
So even in my nightmares I'm still my dreams,
Got the shooter on the roof, view to king,
They me bring the crown back and make the funeral clean,
It's no for the bow, I romance with the war,
And these n-ggas too to slow dance 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 no need to rewind,
I shake him out his 2 shoes, I got 3 on my mind,
4 seconds left, and it's 5 n-ggas pressing me,
I need 6 rings Jordan in my legacy,
7 on the bench watching me in slow mo,
I ate (8) the up too easy, no homo,
Straight down the to the top of the line,
And pulled that motherfucker like I was cocking a 9,
And let it fly they 'Los did it again',
Damn ya'll n-ggas need heart, I'm the you tin man,
It take 10 men to get the of this one man,
Cuz no ten men would go as hard as one man,
Damn, who would've that I was this thorough,
Put a ribbon on the moon, my gift out this n-gga