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

On the night of the last rap I write
MC's all will bless the mic
Point two double in the air
Caps go down they were as share
Real rap take to be made of
Hot little ho's y'all keep em
Everywhere, check it out, be cool
All dope deals will go smooth

On the night of the rap that I write
The and God gon' have a fight
Check it, head to
Tiga, toe to toe
Try'na out where I'ma go
All gon' blaze the weed
Butterflies turn back 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 gon' have his greatest fight
Knock the little trick out a left and a right
Wonder even gon' regain his sight

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

And this out
I'ma kick it with
Muhammad Ali will be as god
Won't be one killin' in the
Muslim's will all cry from
finally get respect
Dis I know, I guessed

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