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 clouds so im drinkin like im Sheen
outfit inspired by the last week
Contemplatin takin my to a brassery,
class i had the misses do my homework,
while i smoked a J, then i her,
billion dollar dreams i'm getting
with my jewish friends keep it kosher
Went poverty, to buyin property,
To having b*tches ridin on top of me,
Now the rap niggaz is makin 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, pap's 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 white wine
we've waiting for this night for a life time,
you can the pain through the mic line,
speakin from the heart dear
Slumdog fresh the kennel,
Headed to my suite, but the label pay for my dental,
On the road to riches, Came a long way a demo,
still sleepin on me, see the drool stay on pillow
Somebody betta em, tell em where i came from,
wasnt there, nigga stay caged up,
i was playin toss the neighbors, so if you see em,
tell em i dont favor, im good, (good)
Smokin on that good, swisher no backwood,
show money, no pay stubs,
I give a fuck in this bitch, kanye shrug

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 fed,
to the west, say my name 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 they be me
got my lawyer money up so i keep the semi close got the music
here goes a daily
fish fish scale all above
fake niggas throwin salt ...real niggas love
about to have the team like they hit the lotto
back to back them and them kawasakies
... big bodies, them big blunts, the escalade resemblin a Brinks truck
a pound of the what I call the paper planes
these niggaz better go and get they paper straight
im still heavy in the with the substance
my shoes and belt together nigga thats a rent (cash)
and even i try to pass go
there's no way i can keep the low