Luyện nghe bài hát The Heart Part 4

Don't a lie on me
I won't the truth 'bout you
Don't a lie on me
I won't the truth 'bout you

1]
30 millions later, my favors
The legendary status of a hip-hop rhyme
Travel round the atlas in this candy-coated
My day shift's been devoted to up bundles of paper
Pi 3.14
The devil's pie is big to justify the whole thing
up
Lampin' in Jamaica, the cloud's turnin', my thought's
castor oil, I been determined to make an earnin'
This seed in soil is classified
I'm satisfied when I my kid's future
I ain't sanctified enough to say I won't shoot ya
I done vandalized the full circuit
The earthiest slash thirstiest nigga you know versus
Scum of a that transcend two surfaces
The richer the poorer, the bigger the
The blood pours, but...

Don't a lie on me
I tell the truth 'bout you
Don't a lie on me
I won't tell the truth you

2]
My fans can't wait for me to son ya punk ass and crush whole lil shit
I'll Big Pun ya punk ass, you a little bitch
Tiptoein' around my name, nigga, ya
And I get at you, homie, don't you just tell me you was just playin'
Oh I was just playin' with you K-Dot,
You know a rock with you, bro
Shut the fuck up, you sound like the last I know
Might end up the last nigga I know
Oh, you don't wanna Nigga, I know
I put my foot on the gas, on the floor
Hoppin' out the vehicle crash, I'm on a roll
Yellin', "One, two, three, four,
I am the rapper alive"
So damn great, motherfucker, I've
What you hearin' now is a vibe
House on the hill, house on the beach, (facts)
A in Compton, I'm still in reach, nigga (facts)
I'm out the water I'm 'bout to breach, nigga
The giant woke up out of his sleep, nigga
Oh yeah, oh yeah, more cars, leers
bars, no peers, no scars, no fear, fuck y'all, sincere
I heard the whispers, I curved the whispers, you know what the is
Earth indigenous, ya reverting to stiffness
The whole world mad
Bodies is adding up, market's about to
is fake rich, bitches is fake bad
Blacks that act white, that do the dab
Trump is a chump, know how we feel, punk
Tell 'em that God
And Russia a replay button, y'all up to somethin'
Electorial votes look memorial votes
But America's ain't ignorin' the votes
It's blasphemy, how many gon' for me?
I prophesied on my last song, you at me
Oh, when the shit get brackin', you ask for me
How many leaders gon' tell you the truth me?
G Malone big bro, to him
I was 2 Os from a M, be big as Em
30 millions later my favors
The legendary status of a hip-hop savior
and capers, fame and lawsuits
You looking at me in Chucks, I'm looking at y'all
Me and Top Dawg playing rock-paper-scissors in
And real hustler lose money just to go get more
I said like that, drop one classic, came right back
classic, right back
My album, the whole industry on the ice pack
TOC
You see the and my E-Y-E's
It's not a game and the world is going mad, daddy
sad, daddy
My only Go and get you a bag, daddy
Lee Baca, on trial portray a boxer
Beatin' up on my niggas the COs watch 'em
Tables turned, learned, my best look
You jumped on me, now you 'bout to meet Westbrook
Go with your team and let victory vouch you
Just know the next played, I might slap the shit out you
foul, I'm flagrant, I'm foul
They me out, you throw in the towel
Look at the crowd, (Nah, I don't like that)
at my smile, I'm smirking
Calm but (That ain't the style, fuck)
So many verses, you live in (Fuck)
So many verses, I run out, what?
You making him nervous, the music is
Hoe, Jay Z Hall of Fame, sit your ass down (Sit yo' punk ass down)
So that means you bigger than rapping (What else?)
So means no more playing the back scenes (What else?)
My spot is if you ask me (What else?)
My name is as "that king"
I'll let y'all about a list, I'm on some other shit
A difference accomplishments and astonishments
You know what time it is, ante up, is in forever
Y'all got April the 7th to get ya'll shit together