Luyện nghe bài hát On My Way

Ok
Now they say home is where the is
up, "Hi, haters!"
I know, I've been on a
Caught up in the I've been blinded by Las Vegas
Ain't it before I was twenty one
I put my on the table and I won
See they me, "Life's a gamble"
Now this is my
Made my fellas good
Now I'm Robert DeNiro, sipping
With the girl that me down from the beginning
My throwing up L's
But funny cause we winning
A million down, soon as I rose from the bottom
But opinions now, everybody got 'em
So ask me why I do it
I do it for the
Heard got out the grill
Man I do it for the
Man I do it for the five of Hanes wife-beats
That I like everyday to show my brand new ink
Shit I working jobs, just so I could hit the dance up
Never have a date, so I really didn't dance
Couldn't buy my own, so I just borrowed my tux
Told him, "Keep the loafers" kept it gully with my black
So you can keep the stars
But me I be 'em
And I beat the odds
I we can call it even
he the underdog
Went from flipping at a Fuddruckers
To living lavish then a fucker
God damn!

We got for day man, for days
just gotta listen
Hey
And if y'all don't know, that's like my best friend there
But
It's safe to say on our way man
time though
Do you remember my dad kicked me out like right after we met
And I showed up at your the next day with a U-Haul
Like hey, you wanna move in me?
of fact nah nah
Do you remember the time we had those two girls
And Dub called like "Yo these dudes tryna me up here at the Eth"
Oh that's when we called the store across the street our crib the Eth
it was on a 100 and 30th
But anyway man, we left those girls, sitting with the door open
Sprinted to the store ready to
And this fool goes like "ahh got I was just playin'"
Damn I still wanna whoop his ass for shit.
Nah nah nah of fact,
You remember you wanted to buy your first keyboard,
So we went and gathered up spare change, everyday.
And walked that bank with that heavy ass bag of nickels,
And they were looking at us "what the fuck?"
We too grounded to be man
about as Hollywood as I'm a get

up
Okay I heard want the classics
My life's a movie the Truman Show without the cameras
They look at us we a couple Boyz N Da Hood
Four Brothers till the end like boys in The Wood
So I Light It Up, for them Night Lights with the team
In The Notebook, my Requiem for a Dream
I was in the class I just Dazed off
So I played sick and lived Bueller's Day Off
Back in Coolie High, students used to us The Goonies
Every night we blacked out, shit they called us roofies
Get out of bed Half Baked, roll another
So many snacks up in my house call the crib Scooby
Blowing oowie man I this As Good As It Gets
Godfather told me, "Keep doing music shit"
He said, "Your of the American Pie is waiting"
From the bottom to the top, Famous