Luyện nghe bài hát World Of Fantasy

Yeah...
Empire...
Lil Wayne...
Question...
Money...(Three)
Dope

Living in a World a
(Livin in a a Fantasy)
His Back the wal
(Cut the up in my phones}
Living in a World a
(Livin in a a Fantasy)

His against the wall
(yeah)

1 "Lil wayne"]
Yeah off the corner Apple and Eagle
Brave hard bitch like the Im medieval
Married to the block, Divorce the
Standin on the corner selling to People
Forced evil, Its all in your head
It's also cerebral, me Canival
You follow i lead you
Straight to the
The barrel, the battle, the beetles eat you
named Cita, I love You Cita
Member when your Second husband used to beat ya
Remember when i went into the kitchen got the
He aint give a fuck i aint give a fuck
He see the devil, see the devil in my features
You could smell the
You can see
You can see the Cita, see the Cita in my
I am her voice and the World is my
Im

Living in a World a
(Livin in a a Fantasy)
His back the wall
Living in a World a
(Livin in a a Fantasy)
His back agaisnt the

2 "Question"]
With my up agaist these
Tagged up brick
grams, quick hands, Quicksand Pitfalls
Big Balls intact, error Syntac's
That Whether where the Trees dont bend back
Left at 16
I aint been back
When it come to being i say i never been flat
I punk ass bitch i never been that
how Daddy cuaghta "slitch" in his lap
IN his newport box with one stick left
Snort heroin he'd shove me in the chest
to really believe, I never be the best
Hell must be on my shoulders Cuz the devil the rest
on it through his binge's and
Then Syringe's
Beaten on my mama kicked the doors of the
I wish i was old enough to him when he did it
So long agao but even I forget it
So

Living in a a Fantasy
(Livin in a a Fantasy)
His back agaisnt the
in a World a Fantasy
(Livin in a a Fantasy)
His back agaisnt the

3 "Question"]
Demonic in my
Street corner like a
Tryna find the change, Shining lightining im in heaven
seven, Triple Six
Trebulations, Triple
Triple grip, triple like a had a trple lip
Lets make sense of the main difference
Angel if Death's Wing gotta s in a Clench
Revolver in my fist, to a fish
on the line watch me cath them with this
Hope flound compound off round White
Ballin like Earl man i go in his high
Third eye cyclops, beaten down by cops
for dead and it aint even my block
Think of my pops, of my moms
Rather be just listenin to Saigon
Cuz u think up, God strikes you down
Body full of lightenining never hit the ground

Living in a a Fantasy
(Livin in a a Fantasy)
His back agaisnt the
Living in a World a
(Livin in a a Fantasy)
His agaisnt the wall