Luyện nghe bài hát moment of truth

Here we go again, prepare to your end
Just looked you up on Facebook, you have 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 like me
Even Roxanne's in the background saying 'Wow, Bling's got
I'm off the chain
If you're a rapper why is Kris your dancer
Like an on soul train
I see your mommy and your in the front row
They must be for you bro
You're not a M.C.
You quit hip-hop
Now be a good bus boy and go get mop

Bling, you wanna battle
the snake without the rattle
You're the boat without the
the duck without the waddle
You're the horse without the
The without the cattle
The day the shadow
Son, I you should skedaddle kick gravel
punk arrivederci
What language do I have to say it in for you to hear me
amigo, you're over with, finito
This clown rap anything but my burrito

Kid, you have to hold your mommy's hand before you the street
You have to out the house just to clean and sweep
And now you look queasy, I him go mute
Put your phones up so you can post this on YouTube
Truth's got a screw he's terrified to bust
So lightweight that I can blow him over a gust
You're weak Seven Days, you deserve boos
You should around in some high-heeled shoes
You should pigtails and a skirt
You're shaking in your
Are feelings getting hurt?
Well, maybe I should hurt more 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 Roxanne, did you miss me?
I'll take you out to after I've eaten this pipsqueak
And when we're on vacation let him house sit
Here's a couple of bucks, buy a better outfit

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