Luyện nghe bài hát Slumdog Billionaire

Dearly Beloved, We are here tonight,
In celebration of a new day, A new
A new
Yeah, trick or treat, on its halloween
the clouds so im drinkin like im Charlie Sheen
outfit inspired by the last fashion
takin my bitch to a brassery,
after class i had the do my homework,
while i smoked a J, i bone her,
billion dollar dreams i'm getting
politicing with my friends keep it kosher
Went poverty, to buyin property,
To R-N-B b*tches ridin on top of me,
Now the fake rap niggaz is a mockery,
of the culture built worst than a robbery,
Critically acclaimed, 3 name,
Cleaner mineral water in a criminal vein,
Married to the game, dress her in Wang?,
down to the casket.

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 fear
east to the west, say my and i appear,
i'm a billionaire, a billionaire,
a billionaire.
all black sipping wine
we've been waiting for this night for a time,
you can hear the through the mic line,
speakin from the heart dear
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 sleepin on me, see the drool stay on pillow
Somebody betta wake em, tell em i came from,
pop's there, nigga stay caged up,
i was toss with the neighbors, so if you see em,
tell em i dont favor, im good, (good)
Smokin on that good, swisher no backwood,
gettin money, no pay stubs,
I dont give a fuck in bitch, kanye shrug

Mom's had to struggle, wasn't 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 around the
it down with the coca leaves
shout out to these hating niggas swear that be knowin me
got my lawyer money up so i keep the semi close got the music
goes a daily dose
fish grease fish all above
fake niggas throwin ...real niggas showin love
about to have the team like they hit the lotto
back to back them and them kawasakies
... big bodies, rolling them big blunts, the resemblin a Brinks truck
a pound of the what I call 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 together nigga thats a months (cash)
and when i try to pass go
there's no way i can keep the low