Luyện nghe bài hát Where My Love At?

1
Listen...
It's like
One fourth of a
And I ain't at all
'Cause I been
More than a matador
And ever
The of Plan B
Alotta think
It's been
and dandy
It can be
Minus all the
And all these cats
Wanna me
I admit I been quiet
But off I'm tired
You got
fry it
Now motherlover
try it?
My an act of charity
And now
I'm forced to stoop
To mentality
rap was an excuse phrase
You 'bout to lose
The whole sing thing
Was a loose
sing's a pen
Short for
S-G is
And is family
So tell
you's a loser
And if I see her
At my again
I'll her
Duality of
Diss was garbage
Illustrait,
Souljah Boo, fat
And praise the
The mentions are kept
And I diss
I say
bein' subliminal
You for my autograph
my recitals
Well year
You
And now you punks (Please...)
Illegitimate beef is
I still hold the
And I'm still your idol

Now where my at?
I'm askin' cats
And all
If I ain't
Now what you call
suckers are mad
I'm all dat
Yo' the track
you ball at

2
Alotta people
Us but some hate
And the
When you dealin'
hatred's ungreat
Five
I met all kinds of
minds are simple
Some kinds just your temple
Critics can my ***
I'm with it
Anonymous
And say kid did it
is
Since in the
can't rhyme right
But puff
This tight mate
Now am I
Or am I
The I do
my life is my right
Well everybody
Why the highlight?
Now reporters nosey
and rumors
Life is humor
Sicker brain tumor
Friends turn to
duns is vicious
Try to set me up
By me up with witches
Now even Joe thinks I'm
Cause I got odd
Sense of danger 40 yards
So I roll bodyguards
I to God
If it wasn't for the
I've quit cause had
And done for the scene
Promote the elements
Key performin'
land tourin'
Now doin' a with Warren
is stormin'
Bum rushin' pack
But from the scene
had those
Now all up
Not one, yeah I love that
hip hop heads
Now my love at...?

(2x)
Now my love at?
I'm askin' young
And all
If I phat
Now what you that?
suckers are mad
I'm all dat
Yo' the track
you ball at

3
Yo...
I got to let out
in two verses
So a third one
Pardon the
First is
make clear
And here
That I start ish
And won't until
Your tear
Diss until your mates
It's
The you pay
For thinkin' I've patience
After squashin' beef Ammo
I it'll be
Like no
I heard kiddies
Who on they demos
Not just
Go on the net
Phat Fam dissed by
sick kid
Who surf porn as a
14 and
In real life
stomp you on a daily basis
Alotta nerds
Think wildin'
Keystylin' freestylin'
No timin', no
No production, no beats, pal
I rather write lyrics
Than come up wack freestyles
I songs good hearts listen
The rest dissin'
stanky rhymes
I 'em farticians
I only mentioned
Few the namelist
overnight trick
Of famous is the lamest
the best
He you back
You get
That's obsolete
the throne on your own
But until day comes
Kill the ish
And all
And realize that deep in your
where my love at

(2x)
Now where my at?
I'm young cats
And all
If I phat
Now what you call
suckers are mad
I'm all dat
Yo' blast the
Where you at