Luyện nghe bài hát Oh What a Night

It's funny how the Earth rotates, man you never know
Going to happen, ya know
All I said was "Aiight, I got this bang bang dang da dang"
Then it all got it for me, man
Yo, man I'm getting back from the tour, man
What it be like,
Yo, bust it, me up
Somebody told me if you can make in New City, man, you can
Make it else, man
I believe that shhhh

Oh, what a
Late December, (what happened?)
Who thought he rule the industry?
What an MC on the

Yo, I ain't always have whips, I ain't always yachts
I ain't always have chips, I ain't always rocks
Matta fact I was a grimey negro
Who if music didn't work, I'd sell diesel
What cha'll thought, I wasn't raised in the
First of the month for that PA check
Lived on the floor
Were so poor that if you rung the buzzer the roaches would the door (who is it?)
I went boy to man in one night
When I saw my flash like light from poltergeist
What it worse, I couldn't speak English
But from his expressions, he wanted my Adidas
So hurry up and out and play
be damned if I leave bare-footed in this hallway
And I got big plans, so beg your
next year this time I'ma sell out the Garden

Oh, a night
Late December, (what happened?)
Who thought he would rule the
What an MC on the

Yo, yo, I ain't gonna and boast and say I did it all
But I'm the only rapper to play Carnegie
The first rap group, video cost a
First to ever rep for the Haitians
And sa fa say, na
Grammy night, we took 3
22 Million sold, I believe this
There's still ain't a rapper alive who could this
But I ain't satisfied, when back to my contemplating
How could I the next Quincy Jones?
That's when hit me up on the horn and said
"Clef, on the cover of
The cover of The by The Rolling Stones"
No more struggling, good life we it
You could live it too, if you publish it
So here we go, so what's the
I own so many that I'm renting 'em for videos

Oh, what a
Late December, (what happened?)
Who he would rule the industry?
an MC on the grind