Luyện nghe bài hát Say Something

Uh, we just going to it going and going
until I completed and happy about it. You know?

Uh, Opus of a ghetto boy who grew a project man
Brewster Place (booster plates), he used to his scissors in his sockets damn
clear that Project Runway, this is where my rocket lands
ain't got no problems, Houston, I A.K.A. rocket land
Events recent that lit a fire under him pots and pans
rockets and I (eye) up in the sky like helicopter
And you down there in the jam
from here I've seen a bunch of fake shit avid wrestling fans
Came up from the of the eye exam, zoom
Now I'm the biggest G off in the room
still to see me like the truth on TV
or the roof from the sidewalk, I don't flow (floor), I
My said they need me
'cause, I'm from the best stuff on earth like Snapple Tea Leaves
they glass is half so I spit into them like Celie
no G, now you can see me
but your letters' (lettuce) still my sea (C) like seaweed
C and G but bout me CG
It's all real, none of this is green
(Shut Up and Let Me Go) just The Ting Tings
I'm like a Mac, standing around a bunch of PCs
I've rocked it from the shouters to the moms
try to what's going on
you'll see the back of my hand like the of palms
I'm balling like the tops of
circle of influence getting like the ripples on the tops of ponds
and War Headed like the tops of bombs
Dominoing niggas, delivery is Papa John's, Ceaser's, uh
burning down Pizza Huts
Plaque collection building 'cause, I don't my teeth enough
yeah, Crack is wack and reefer sucks, you think this deep as fuck
but this my weaker stuff
ask "Is this his day-to-day 'cause this is like a week to us?"
Mic is shy and blush, I is shy (Chi) and he is up
I correct, me is up - no we is up - cause its two of me
and each of us, acid, eat this up
A-Town down, peace is up, New York to East is tough
West Side riding, lot of salty 'cause
'cause I be and (over seasoned) tough.
seamless, WorldStar never seen this
NahRight stream this, motherfucking genius
and fly, you backboneless and wingless
bunch of chickens on the strip, I'm coming for they
till what throwing up is meaningless
Chilly you seeing this? This didn't make MTV's list
Finish fingers, eating wrist, frenzy and shit
Succotash suffering, Chicken this
a eating media blitz
pace is getting feverish, is growing severe-ish
these the peppers Peter
things are at their easiest, Real Compton G'in it
but I'm Chicago, house lights, bravos

Yeah, I'm playing....Internet, check!