Luyện nghe bài hát One Train

[Verse 1: Rocky]
Feeling a vigilante or a missionary
Tell my A$AP get they pistols ready
Send 'em to the cemetary obituaries
be scared, nigga, is you ready?
I've been 'bout all the O's in my bank account
X the O's in my bed is 'round the same
Ever this new star fame came about
Or ever since me and Drizzy started out
Young boy, let his gun bang, let his hang
Transition to a Lamborghini a Mustang
slang in the drug game with the hustling
(I know one thing) Anything is than that 1 train
Bag made of Goyard, cheffin' like I'm
Dee, probably selling D in local courtyard
like I'm O-Dog, my la familia go hard
Down to my inlaws, outlaws with no laws

[Verse 2: Kendrick
We outlawed I bogart, any pros that got 'proached at
With a toe-tag, get broke off, in the with a skateboard
I roll past and I blaze like, "DOO DOO!" I hate y'all
When the cooked, I ate y'all like, "Mmm mmm," let's play ball
In a ballpark all sharks and a blindfold, I rhyme cold
My K hot, 9 cold, that bark like K9 drone
That banana clip, straight the rip
I'll that shirt say RIP, I'm on some shit
If I'm not the hottest then must've froze over
You thought it was safe forgot what the code was
I traits of a traumatized soldier
Don't in my face, I might snap, I might choke ya
Spine out of place, give me dap like you 'posed ta
Darts at your posters, nights like this
I metamorph like I'm 'posed ta, I might my wrist
Or pretend like a vulture and drop off this

[Verse 3: Joey
Barely conscious, talking to my conscience
Gettin' deeper in flows like conches
I'm on my convict, don't drop bars, I drop
Don't rocks seen the spectrum through the prisms
Somehow the bias and the -isms
The and the killin', so given
They seen my pigment and thought that was the
Unfortunately I am not type of niglet
But the pot let me skillet
Just got back to the block from a 6 with Jigga
And I'm thinkin' signin' to the Roc
But my niggas on the block assigned to the rocks
And I swear it hurt me
I try to prevail, but when I preach it hurt their sales
Like you're gon' end up either dead or in jail
But you my nigga, wish you the for real

[Verse 4:
When you mention my name amongst other rappers
Or for that matter, any rapper, fuck it
Painter, skater, musician, trailer park dirt ditch
Burger flippin', eat, sleep, shittin' human bein', you be in
Trouble to body or couple me to these others
Cause comparatively speakin', my is beyond the bubble
That put me in, my vision's beyond the Hubble's
I huddle Nubians, new beginning again
You in school at 10, late, goin' gold
And so? GREAT. Do I a flying duck
If I'm applyin' love to my rhymin' alignin' us?
climbin' up, wait, no I don't give a
Flying duck, but a buckshot, Ch, pow!
Motherfuck your life, pussy clot
Ain't never been no rapper cold since 2Pac was froze
And thawed out for date at a Coachella show, Yelawolf

[Verse 5: Brown]
a different color like a hoodrat bra and panties
And my flow be like pots and pans in pantries
Antsy cause I'm high like Michael penny loafers
Moonwalkin' on the sun, barefoot, with on
Bitch pussy like a penguin
Wouldn't hit shit with my worst enemy's penis
Bitch I say this I mean this: "Ho, I'm the meanest"
Dick so big, stretch Earth to Venus
molly got me nauseous, on shit, no off switch
Lawless, obnoxious, on "suck my cock" shit
is my synopsis, ostrich pot shit
Hoes on some God shit, it! You not this!
Novice, regardless, heartless and
Cryin' tears of vodka prima donna at the
Adonis smokin' 'bout to vomit gin and tonic
Just bein honest, tell me, isn't ironic?

6: Action Bronson]
Swiftly, I shift the 860
A heavy smoker so you know I brought the with me
The moon's reflection off the hit me
You stayed with me
Now many Asian lay with me
The is silky like a tablecloth
My shorty gallop in the on the beach like a Chilean horse
Red drop on boxes very often
Confetti torture, drinking Henny like I'm Kenny

I fixed the game Georgia Southern and Grambling
You see us scrambling, selling Susan
The of smoke like the phantom
Damn shit tastes like fantastic
You see me comin' through in state
Just so the lord could put the inside the cheesecake
Cuffed to my wrist I've got the
The slam, I'm a free man, try not to eat ham

7: Big K.R.I.T.]
Big KRIT,
like my last breath: casket rap, six deep
Eyes closed, the black is back, out come the 'Lac with
After that, bottles I pronounce, like, "How you ask for that?"
Why you ask for crack and all you had was
All I had was rap, all they had was wack
All I was love, all they had was dap
Fuck them and fuck them hoes and cherish your wins
The aftermath, ask LeBron, open palm a bitch
Walk the or break a bank, I've been in the business of sinkin' ships
Chokin' out with the anchors that they anchor with
Resuscitations cost the label, I'm taxing if you a hit
Clear, your career, bitch, I was born here
Been a killer, '86er, nigga, my born year
Get the fuck from 'round here, just my country ways
Suckin' on your momma's titty, bitchin' while I was choppin'
grain, fuckin' hoes, candy paint like Everglades
Miss me with that rapper chatter, take that up with my bass
I put that on my sub, how could you ever me?
Most rappers hoping the world end so won't have to drop another album
B.B. King saw the king in me, so why you?
In order to come up close, you'll have to dig up and Elvis, too
Muddy flow, Dixie rebel past
Fuck your Louis flag, popping benji tags on wifey's ass
That's out of line, but in living
I'm more like Miya Bailey on you rap motherfuckers, a true