Luyện nghe bài hát Red Light District

Yeh, ohh!
Check me out,

It goes love, hate, and pain
Fo' albums in the can and I'm in the game (what up?)
And last album, they don't me to tell this
Debuted at #1 and sold more records Elvis (shut up!)
That's what they tellin me, switch up your
Through with misdemeanors, they to give rappers felonies
So they can lock us up one at a
But true writers stay in e'ry one of our lines
And if you not feelin I'm the cream of the
I'll KNOCK rappers off list 'til I get to the top!
Still you lookin at a man financially stable
Only nigga gettin checks cut four different labels
That Pillsbury dough, women poke my
Still I around the streets like I'm broke as FUCK
So if you see me in your town and I appear to be
It's cause I'm thinkin 'bout that's bigger than Serena booty
Me and Shaka still starvin and for meals
And UP! Ludacris is almost out of his deal
I'm ten million sold, every album is CRACK
And for now I'm bout to carry Def Jam on my
Mad rappers I hear you talkin way at the bottom
Though I make big money, handle small problems
The ramblin at the mouth, I don't PLAY THAT
I'm the best and I ain't got SAY THAT SHIT!