Luyện nghe bài hát One Train

[Verse 1: Rocky]
Feeling like a or a missionary
Tell my A$AP killers get they pistols
Send 'em to the with obituaries
Don't be scared, nigga, is you
I've been thinking 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 since me and Drizzy started hangin' out
boy, let his gun bang, let his nuts hang
Transition to a from a Mustang
Drugs slang in the drug game the hustling
(I know one thing) Anything is than that 1 train
Bag made of Goyard, like I'm Boyar-
Dee, selling D in your local courtyard
Braids like I'm O-Dog, my la 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 projects a skateboard
I roll past and I y'all like, "DOO DOO!" I hate y'all
When the cooked, I ate y'all like, "Mmm mmm," let's play ball
In a ballpark with all sharks and a blindfold, I cold
My K hot, 9 cold, that bark like K9 drone
That banana clip, straight the rip
I'll make that say RIP, I'm on some shit
If I'm not the hottest then Hell must've froze
You thought it was safe then what the code was
I carry of a traumatized soldier
Don't look in my face, I snap, I might choke ya
Spine right out of place, give me dap you 'posed ta
Darts at your posters, dark nights this
I metamorph like I'm ta, I might slice my wrist
Or pretend like a vulture and drop off this

[Verse 3: Bada$$]
Barely even conscious, to my conscience
deeper in these flows like conches
I'm on my convict, drop bars, I drop prisons
Don't rocks seen the spectrum through the prisms
Somehow the bias and the -isms
The and the killin', so given
They seen my and thought that was the ign'ance
Unfortunately I am not that type of
But pass the pot let me
Just got back to the block a 6 o'clock with Jigga
And I'm 'bout signin' to the Roc
But my niggas on the block assigned to the rocks
And I it hurt me soul
I try to prevail, but when I preach it hurt their sales
Like you're only gon' end up either dead or in
But you my nigga, wish you the for real

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

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

[Verse 6: Bronson]
Swiftly, I the Bimmer 860
A heavy smoker so you I brought the Blake with me
The reflection off the lake hit me
You should've stayed me
Now many Asian bitches lay me
The is silky like a tablecloth
My shorty gallop in the morning on the beach like a Chilean
Red roses drop on boxes often
Confetti torture, drinking Henny like I'm Kenny

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

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