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

On the night of the rap that I write
MC's all over will the mic
Point two glocks in the air
Stunt go down they were as share
rap take to be made of gold
Hot ho's y'all keep em cold
Everywhere, check it out, it'll be
All dope deals will even go

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

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

On the night of my rap
Africa's be run by blacks
And no where will there be crack
Jamaica's gon' get Bob back
And all my tigas gon' bust they
And no where 'round where the come

And this out
I'ma 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 never

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