Luyện nghe bài hát Slumdog Billionaire

Dearly Beloved, We are gathered tonight,
In celebration of a new day, A new
A new
Yeah, trick or treat, mask on its
Above the so im drinkin like im Charlie Sheen
outfit by the last fashion week
Contemplatin takin my to a brassery,
after i had the misses do my homework,
while i smoked a J, i bone her,
billion dollar i'm getting closer
with my jewish friends keep it kosher
Went poverty, to buyin property,
To R-N-B b*tches ridin on top of me,
Now the rap niggaz is makin a mockery,
of the we've built worst than a robbery,
Critically acclaimed, 3 name,
Cleaner than water in a criminal vein,
Married to the game, dress her in Wang?,
Shake to the casket.

Mom's had to struggle, wasn't there
Raised by the streets finger in the air,
I'm a billionaire, a billionaire.
from the dead, strap no fear
east to the west, say my and i appear,
i'm a billionaire, a billionaire,
a billionaire.
all black white wine
we've been waiting for this for a life time,
you can the pain through the mic line,
speakin from the heart valentine
fresh outta the kennel,
Headed to my suite, but the label pay for my dental,
On the road to riches, Came a way from a demo,
still on me, see the drool stay on your pillow
Somebody betta wake em, tell em where i from,
pop's there, nigga stay caged up,
i was toss with the neighbors, so if you see em,
em i dont needa favor, im good, (good)
Smokin on good, swisher sweet no backwood,
show money, no pay stubs,
I dont give a fuck in this bitch, kanye

Mom's had to struggle, pap's there
Raised by the middle finger in the air,
I'm a billionaire, a billionaire.
from the dead, strap no fed,
east to the west, say my and i appear,
i'm a billionaire, a billionaire,
a billionaire.
Ask the town
it down with the coca leaves
shout out to these hating niggas swear that they be me
got my lawyer money up so i keep the semi close got the music
here goes a dose
fish fish scale all above
fake niggas throwin salt ...real showin love
about to have the team lookin like they hit the
back to back them maseratis and kawasakies
... big bodies, them big blunts, the escalade resemblin a Brinks truck
a pound of the what I call the paper planes
fag*ot niggaz better go and get they paper straight
im still heavy in the with the substance
my and belt together nigga thats a months rent (cash)
and when i try to pass go
there's no way i can keep the low