Luyện nghe bài hát One Train

[Verse 1: Rocky]
Feeling a vigilante or a missionary
Tell my A$AP killers get they pistols
'em to the cemetary with obituaries
Don't be scared, nigga, is you
I've been 'bout all the O's in my bank account
X the O's in my bed is 'round the amount
Ever since this new fame came about
Or since me and Drizzy started hangin' out
Young boy, let his gun bang, let his nuts
to a Lamborghini from a Mustang
Drugs slang in the drug with the hustling
(I know one thing) is better than that 1 train
Bag of Goyard, cheffin' like I'm Boyar-
Dee, probably selling D in your local
Braids like I'm O-Dog, my la go hard
Down to my inlaws, they outlaws with no

2: Kendrick Lamar]
We outlawed then I bogart, any that got 'proached at
With a toe-tag, get broke off, in the with a skateboard
I roll past and I y'all like, "DOO DOO!" I hate 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 bark like K9
That banana clip, straight the rip
I'll make shirt say RIP, I'm on some shit
If I'm not the hottest then must've froze over
You thought it was then forgot what the code was
I carry of a traumatized soldier
Don't look in my face, I might snap, I might ya
right out of place, give me dap like you 'posed ta
Darts at your posters, dark nights this
I metamorph I'm 'posed ta, I might slice my wrist
Or pretend like a and drop off this cliff

3: Joey Bada$$]
Barely even conscious, to my conscience
Gettin' in these flows like conches
I'm on my convict, don't drop bars, I prisons
Don't sell seen the spectrum through the prisms
Somehow bypassed the and the -isms
The violence and the killin', so
seen my pigment 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 from a 6 o'clock with Jigga
And I'm thinkin' signin' to the Roc
But my niggas on the still assigned to the rocks
And I swear it me soul
I try to prevail, but when I preach it hurt their sales
Like only 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 white rappers
Or for matter, any fuckin' 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 couple me to these
comparatively speakin', my reach is beyond the bubble
That they put me in, my vision's beyond the
I huddle with Nubians, new beginning
You in school at 10, late, Radioactive's gold
And so? GREAT. Do I give a flying
If I'm applyin' to my rhymin' plus alignin' us?
climbin' up, wait, no I don't give a
Flying duck, but a buckshot, Ch, pow!
Motherfuck your life, pussy blood
Ain't never been no rapper this cold 2Pac was froze
And out for spot date at a Coachella show, Yelawolf

[Verse 5: Danny
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
on the sun, barefoot, with shades on
Bitch pussy smell a penguin
Wouldn't hit that shit with my worst penis
Bitch when I say this I this: "Ho, I'm the meanest"
Dick so big, stretch Earth to Venus
That molly got me nauseous, on shit, no off
Lawless, obnoxious, on that "suck my cock"
That is my synopsis, pot shit
on some 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: Bronson]
Swiftly, I the Bimmer 860
A smoker so you know I brought the Blake with me
The moon's reflection off the hit me
You should've stayed me
Now Asian bitches lay with me
The face is silky like a
My shorty gallop in the morning on the beach like a horse
Red drop on boxes very often
Confetti torture, drinking like I'm Kenny Lofton

I fixed the game Georgia Southern and Grambling
You see us scrambling, Susan Sarandon
The of smoke like the phantom
Damn this tastes like fantastic
You see me through in each state
Just so the lord could put the inside the cheesecake
Cuffed to my wrist 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, bottles I pronounce, like, "How you ask for that?"
Why you ask for and all you had was scratch?
All I had was rap, all they had was wack
All I was love, all they had was dap
them haters and fuck them hoes and cherish your wins
The aftermath, ask LeBron, open palm a bitch
Walk the plank or break a bank, been in the business of sinkin' ships
Chokin' niggas out with the that they anchor with
Resuscitations the label, I'm taxing if you want a hit
Clear, fuck your career, bitch, I was here
a killer, '86er, nigga, that's my born year
Get the fuck from here, that's just my country ways
Suckin' on your momma's titty, bitchin' while I was choppin'
Grippin' grain, fuckin' hoes, candy paint like
Miss me with that rapper chatter, take that shit up my bass
I put that on my sub, how you ever doubt me?
Most rappers the world end so they won't have to drop another album
B.B. King saw the in me, so why can't you?
In order to up close, you'll have to dig up Cash and Elvis, too
Muddy water flow, Dixie rebel
Fuck your Louis flag, popping benji tags on your ass
That's out of line, but in living
I'm more like Miya Bailey on you rap motherfuckers, a true