Luyện nghe bài hát Where My Love At?

1
Listen...
It's like
One of a score
And I ain't at all
'Cause I been
bull than a matador
And ever
The success of B
people think
It's candy
and dandy
It can be
Minus all the
And all these underground
slam me
Yeah I 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 down
To your
rap was an excuse phrase
You 'bout to lose
The whole sing sing
Was a loose
Sing a pen
Short for
S-G is
And is family
So tell
Which 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 when I
I say
bein' subliminal
You for my autograph
Memorized my
last year
You
And now you punks (Please...)
beef is suicidal
I hold the title
And I'm your freakin' idol

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

2
Alotta love
Us but some hate
And the
When you dealin'
hatred's ungreat
Five
I met all of people
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 that
This rhyme's tight
Now am I
Or am I
The I do
With my life is my
Well sins
Why mine's the
Now reporters nosey
Gossip and
is made humor
Sicker than tumor
Friends turn to
duns is vicious
Try to set me up
By hookin' me up witches
Now Joe thinks I'm paranoid
Cause I got odd
of danger every 40 yards
So I roll with
I to God
If it for the cream
quit cause I've had
And done enough for the
the four elements
Key show
Foreign tourin'
Now doin' a song with
Kids is
Bum rushin' shows
But respect the scene
Ain't had
Now all up
Not one, I would love that
hip hop heads
Now where my at...?

(2x)
Now my love at?
I'm askin' young
And all
If I ain't
Now you call that?
suckers are mad
I'm all dat
Yo' blast the
Where you at

3
Yo...
I got to let out
in two verses
So a third one
Pardon the
First is
Imma clear
And state
I ain't start ish
And won't until
Your tear
until your mates cheer
It's
The you pay
For thinkin' I've patience
After squashin' beef with
I it'll be
no problemo
Until I heard
Who dissin' on demos
Not that
Go on the net
Phat Fam dissed by
sick kid
Who surf as a hobby
14 and
In real life
Will you on a daily basis
internet nerds
Think wildin'
Keystylin' freestylin'
No timin', no
No production, no beats, pal
I rather write lyrics
Than come up with freestyles
I write songs hearts listen
The start dissin'
stanky rhymes
I call 'em
Yeah I only
Few the namelist
overnight trick
Of gettin' is the lamest
the best
He you back
You get
obsolete witch
Work the on your own
But until day comes
Kill the ish
And all
And realize deep in your heart
That's where my at

(2x)
Now my love at?
I'm askin' young
And all
If I ain't
Now what you that?
Alotta are mad
I'm all dat
Yo' blast the
Where you at