Luyện nghe bài hát Ran Out of Auto-Tune

Left wing in my there's a model room
Right wing there's a room for Almond Spoons
I sing on this track that's they assume
but my engineer ran out of autotune
You rap but I feel that you are a
And the other one's that ain't coon are a
Try me, and you will fail in the arms of
Cause that album coming soon
Fifty thousand dollar in my living room
Try to steal it and I bet you won't lit a
Put the camera on ya chick like I'm Benny
And then I hit her quick vroom,
Ya girl say she love me I'm cool and laid back
she wanna do (what?) I said cool and lay back
Perpetrator vision I see through facts
All these rappers sweeter than some packs
My Lincoln longer two Maybachs
My front yard longer than two race
Hearing them but'chu know they goin use they
I don't be hanging with none of dudes, they wack (they wack)
She was speaking in a like Shawday
Well I call her yes I told her probably
Paparazzi you do what I say
To me a face like a camera to
If you late on my you know docked
If I'm you goin wait till I move out
Got'cha chick bout to take off her
I rims like your Footlock or Shoe-shop
Tell her friend that I rather have a
Money tall and money just a mini-me
The gotta S like Hennessy
And I gotta SS like
I stay fly like a kite, so
You know that you can't see me like a white crow
in all the women get in flight mode
She to take off all her nice clothes
Ha Ha