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

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

On the night of the last rap I write
The and God gon' have a fight
Check it, head to
Tiga, toe to toe
figure out where I'ma go
All non-smokers gon' the weed
Butterflies will turn back to
pennies, yeah tiga
To a of g's
And all my go from oz's to ki's

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

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

And this out
I'ma kick it with
Ali will be pronounced as god
Won't be one killin' in the
will all cry from Malcom-X
Hewey'll get respect
Dis I know, I guessed

On the night of the last rap that I
I'll be married with a
She'll be the special love of my
But check out muthafucka, not tonight
Life, of a
it like soccer, that's my motto
Like a bullet in gun
My heart hollow
Somethin' to but not to follow
Yo!