Luyện nghe bài hát One Train

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

[Verse 2: Kendrick
We outlawed then I bogart, any that got 'proached at
a toe-tag, get broke off, in the projects with a skateboard
I roll past and I blaze y'all like, "DOO DOO!" I y'all
the beef 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, your 9 cold, that like K9 drone
banana clip, straight from the rip
I'll make shirt say RIP, I'm on some shit
If I'm not the hottest then Hell must've froze
You thought it was safe then forgot what the was
I carry traits of a traumatized
Don't look in my face, I snap, I might choke ya
right out of place, give me dap like you 'posed ta
Darts at your posters, dark nights like
I metamorph like I'm 'posed ta, I slice my wrist
Or like a vulture and drop off this cliff

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

4: Yelawolf]
When you my name amongst other white rappers
Or for matter, any fuckin' rapper, fuck it
Painter, skater, musician, trailer park ditch diggin'
Burger flippin', eat, sleep, human bein', you would be in
Trouble to body double or couple me to these
comparatively speakin', my reach is beyond the bubble
That they put me in, my beyond the Hubble's
I huddle Nubians, new beginning again
You in school at 10, late, Radioactive's gold
And so? GREAT. Do I a flying duck
If I'm applyin' love to my rhymin' plus us?
Alabama's climbin' up, wait, no I give a
duck, nothing but a buckshot, Ch, pow!
Motherfuck your life, blood clot
Ain't never been no rapper this cold since was froze
And thawed out for spot date at a Coachella show,

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

[Verse 6: Action
Swiftly, I shift the 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 Asian bitches lay with me
The face is like a tablecloth
My shorty in the morning on the beach like a Chilean horse
Red roses on boxes very often
Confetti torture, drinking like I'm Kenny Lofton

I fixed the between Georgia Southern and Grambling
You see us scrambling, Susan Sarandon
The cloud of smoke the phantom
Damn this shit tastes like
You see me comin' in each state
Just so the lord could put the fork inside the
Cuffed to my 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 last breath: casket rap, six
Eyes closed, the 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 they had was
All I was love, all they had was dap
Fuck them haters and fuck them hoes and cherish 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' niggas out with the that they anchor with
Resuscitations cost the label, I'm 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 here, that's just my country ways
Suckin' on momma's titty, bitchin' while I was choppin' blade
Grippin' grain, fuckin' hoes, candy like Everglades
Miss me with that rapper chatter, take that shit up my bass
I put that on my sub, how could you ever me?
Most rappers hoping the world end so they won't 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
Muddy water flow, Dixie rebel
Fuck your Louis flag, popping benji tags on wifey's ass
That's out of line, but in color?
I'm more like Miya Bailey on you rap motherfuckers, a artist