Luyện nghe bài hát Slumdog Billionaire

Dearly Beloved, We are gathered tonight,
In of a new day, A new voice
A new
Yeah, trick or treat, on its halloween
Above the clouds so im drinkin like im Charlie
outfit inspired by the last week
takin my bitch to a brassery,
after i had the misses do my homework,
while i smoked a J, then i her,
billion dreams i'm getting closer
politicing with my jewish friends keep it
Went from poverty, to property,
To having b*tches ridin on top of me,
Now the fake rap niggaz is a mockery,
of the culture we've worst than a robbery,
acclaimed, 3 syllable name,
Cleaner than water in a criminal vein,
to the game, dress her in Vera Wang?,
Shake to the casket.

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

Mom's had to struggle, wasn't there
Raised by the streets middle 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
broke it down with the leaves
shout out to these hating niggas that they be knowin me
got my money up so i keep the semi close got the dope music
here a daily dose
fish grease scale all above
fake niggas salt ...real niggas showin love
about to have the team lookin like they hit the
to back them maseratis and them kawasakies
... big bodies, rolling them big blunts, the escalade resemblin a truck
a pound of the sticky what I the paper planes
these fag*ot niggaz better go and get they paper
im still heavy in the with the substance
my shoes and belt nigga thats a months rent (cash)
and even i try to pass go
there's no way i can keep the low