Luyện nghe bài hát Wall Street

[Intro - Royce
You are now rocking to the of my dawg. DJ Green Lantern
Bar Exam 2 nigga. a motherfuckin' holiday bitches

[Verse 1 - June the
I slang hope to the world my name was Obama
Shakin' with your father while I'm fuckin' yo momma

But say I'm in a league of my own
Blowin' my own
Horns of my cousin, in Texas
I had to shout him out he's the south
Got with me for my brother when he get out
No
It goes one for the
Two for the
Three for the M.I.C. now go
flow is pro
Turn my up louder
my shit
Then recite it up in the
No
Yeah, peep my on behalf of the Bar Exam 2
is my message from me to you
They'll probably be happy when I'm gone
But that'll happen cause I got way too many songs
MC's take note, but don't too much
your own style and get 'mo in touch

Pussy make the world go round and mine spinnin' out of
Where I'ma stop, nobody
You don't want me to ya
Scared I might ya
But if I should stop, then who these streets gonna to?
Here's the book of life, I wrote you a new page
Inspired by the beat, by the of my purple haze
Hey, Grand River up to no good
1st
I bring you all closer to my

Wall
Wall
Yeah,
Uh huh

2]
My appetite for
My type to do the
I eat the up like I got an appetite for percussion
Lighten the mood it's night and there's moonlight
Platoon, on them shrooms but this ain't no food fight

I could fly on a broom to my rude type
My crew don't be 'bout no excuses,
God bless you,
I'll wet you,
arms ain't like ours yet, our recipe is...
Beef on a
Go on and chatter, it matter
My cheese, I'm like I'm obese but only fatter
I know how to do it the Harriet Tub way
I'm Underground like the Railroad, I'm to get ugly
My narrative day, can only compare me to drugs
I take a nigga way from him Jared from Subway
You, could, ever be on my level
You don't know you're in
But you're in/urine guns like I a pee on my metal
Just me and my
We fly
We go like my feet and my petal
We
How could I not be
When I got Muhammad Ali boxin' me in Vegas
Aye

I just say this
I I'm underrated
But I ain't under paid when it to makin'

I'm so hot I feel the son of Satan
I'm so hot I feel like the sun is
Your

Breathin' like a H's
I am the reason for your under
only one equation
And it equals I am the sum of