Luyện nghe bài hát The Last Rap I'll Ever Write

On the of the last rap that I write
MC's all over bless the mic
Point two glocks in the air
Stunt Caps go they were as share
Real rap to be made of gold
Hot little ho's y'all keep em
Everywhere, it out, it'll be cool
All dope deals will even go

On the night of the rap that I write
The Devil and God gon' a fight
Check it, head to
Tiga, toe to toe
figure out where I'ma go
All gon' blaze the weed
Butterflies will turn to centipedes
From pennies, yeah
To a of g's
And all my homies go from to ki's

On the night of the last rap I write
Mike Tyson gon' have his greatest
Knock the trick out with a left and a right
Stevie even gon' regain his sight

On the of my last rap
Africa's gon' be run by
And no where 'round will be crack
Jamaica's gon' get Bob back
And all my tigas gon' bust guns
And no where 'round where the police

And check out
kick it with Khan
Muhammad Ali will be as god
be one killin' in the projects
Muslim's all cry from Malcom-X
Hewey'll get respect
Dis I know, I guessed

On the night of the rap that I write
I'll be married a wife
She'll be the special love of my
But this out muthafucka, not tonight
Life, of a
Kick it soccer, that's my motto
a bullet in your gun
My heart hollow
Somethin' to like but not to
Yo!