Luyện nghe bài hát Otis

It makes it easier, to bear
You regret it, no, no
No, girl they forget it
Love is their
yeah
Sq-sq-sq-squeeze her (Sounds so soulful you agree)
tease her
Never her

I swag
bottles, puttin' supermodels in the cab, proof
I guess I got my back, truth
New watch alert,
Or the big face I got two of those
Arm out the window through the city I slow
Cock back, snap
See my cut the holes

Damn and Hov,
the hell ya been?
Niggas real reckless, stuntmen
I these niggas, Phillip Drummond 'em
Now I'm bout to make them tuck they summer in
They say I'm crazy, well, I'm to go dumb again
They ain't see me 'cause I pulled up in my other
week I was in my other other Benz
Throw your up 'cause we in this bitch another 'gain

Photo shoot fresh, like wealth
I'm to call the paparazzi on myself
Uh, live from the
Run up on the wrong way, I might murk ya
Flee in the G fifty I might surface
Political refugee, can be purchased
Uh, everything's for sale, I got passports
I'm never going to

I made "Jesus Walks" I'm going to hell
Couture flow, it's never going on sale
rap, the Hermes of verses
Sophisticated ignorance, write my in cursive
I get it custom, you a
You ain't to going through customs,
You ain't nowhere, huh?
And all the ladies in the house, got 'em off
I'm done, I hit ya up mana-na!

to Havana
Smoking Cubanos with Castro in
Mexico, Cubano
Dominicano, all the plugs I know
Driving Benzes, no benefits
Not bad huh? For immigrants
your fences, we diggin' tunnels
Can't you see? We gettin' up under you

Can't you see the private flyin' over you?
Maybach sticker read "What would Hova do?"
Jay is chillin', 'Ye is
more can I say? We killin' 'em
Hold up, before we end this
As you can see, we done the damn lames
Lord, let them accept the things they can't change
And pray all of their pain be champagne