Luyện nghe bài hát Watch The Throne

(Kanye West)

Hello, can I to, uh
Uh, yeah, you who you are

You no idea what you're dealin' with
on some of this realest shit
Pop some nines, so I you the Fifth
Somethin', somethin',

my bitch
That's my
Sh-shorty right there? That's my
That's my

I been for a long, long time
Just to get off and my hands up high
And my life, and live my life
Just to get off and throw my up high

I paid for titties, get your own
It ain't in the city, watch the throne
She say I care about them "Basquiones"
Basquiats, she learnin' a new word, yacht
the world up soon as I hit the club wit' her
Too Short called, me "I fell in love wit' her"
Seen by actors, ballplayers, and dealers
And some lesbians that never niggas
Twisted love story, true
Mary Magdalene, from a pole
I'm a freak, huh? Rockstar
The girl wit' us? That's our wife
Hey, boys and girls, I got a new
Who's the new old just tryn' play second fiddle?
No disrespect, I'm not belittle
But my dick money, I put moanie in the middle
Where she at, in the

(Elly Jackson)

I been waitin' for a long, time
Just to get off and throw my up high
And live my life, and my life
Just to get off and my hands up high (High, high, high)

(Silly vixen, mixes 'til mornin')
(Not swervin', ohh, yeah)
(Swore you strolled on a bottle of that potion)
(Stop motion, ooh, yeah)

(Jay-Z)

Go than a nigga for a nigga, go figure
Told me "Keep my own money" if we ever did up
How could so gangsta be so pretty in pictures?
With jeans and a blazer and Louboutin slippers
Uh, Picasso was alive, he made her
That's right, nigga, Mona can't fade her
I mean Marilyn Monroe, quite nice
But why all the pretty always all white?
Back to my
You three stacks for the Andre
Call Gagosian, you belong in mo-seums
You belong in binges, clothes, rushin' the building
You belong with niggas who used to be known for
You too dope for any of those
Now, shoo, Trigger, stop at 'er tense
own dog, ya heard? That's my bitch

I been waitin' for a long, long
Just to get off and my hands up high
And my life, and live my life
Just to get off and throw my up high

(Silly little vixen, 'til modern)
(Not swervin', ohh, yeah)
(Swore you strolled on a bottle of that potion)
(Stop motion, ooh, yeah)

You have no idea what you're with
Somethin' on of this realest shit
Pop some nines, so I you the Fifth
Somethin', somethin',

That's my
my bitch
Sh-shorty there? That's my bitch
my bitch