Luyện nghe bài hát moment of truth

Here we go again, to meet your end
Just looked you up on Facebook, you zero friends
This kid's a loser yo, he ain't even a girl
You write her love I buy her ice and pearls
So how you me now?
Even Roxanne's in the saying 'Wow, Bling's got style'
I'm off the gold
If you're a why is Kris your backup dancer
Like an extra on train
I see your mommy and daddy in the front row
They must be for you bro
not a real M.C.
You should quit
Now be a good bus boy and go get mop

Bling, you don't battle
You're the snake without the
You're the boat without the
You're the duck without the
the horse without the saddle
The without the cattle
The day the shadow
Son, I you should skedaddle kick gravel
punk arrivederci
What language do I to say it in for you to hear me clearly
amigo, you're over with, finito
This clown couldn't rap but my burrito

Kid, you to hold your mommy's hand before you cross the street
You have to sneak out the house just to and sweep
And now you queasy, I made him go mute
Put your camera phones up so you can post this on
Truth's got a screw loose terrified to bust
So lightweight that I can blow him over with a
You're weak like Days, you deserve boos
You should walk around in some high-heeled
You should rock pigtails and a
You're in your boots
Are your feelings hurt?
Well, maybe I should hurt than your feelings
Maybe I should rip the roof off the theatre
Maybe you start kneeling his eyes are getting misty
You're so wack, if you me you couldn't diss me
Kissy kissy Roxanne, did you me?
take you out to dinner after I've eaten this pipsqueak
And when on vacation I'll let him house sit
Here's a of bucks, buy yourself a better outfit

You know what? You don't have a stack of or a flashy pad
I saw you last week a taxi cab,
Your secret's out and now know sport
We'll call you if we need a to an airport
In fact you can drop me off at home after
Then you can your couple bucks back but as a tip
playing yourself like Solitaire
Telling everyone here that you're a millionaire
not a baller, you're a phony
I bet your whole crew is a bunch of
And now you lie in bed lonely, your a façade
The only girls you get are in the of a catalog
Here stands Lord of
His lies legendary till the truth made him hush
And what's funny is truth is enough
Why'd you have to up all the money and the stuff?
I guess it's easier to play the and act hard
'Cause you have the guts to tell us who you really are
So you can keep a trophy that you deserve
I might be a bus boy but you got served