Luyện nghe bài hát World Of Fantasy

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

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

His back the wall
(yeah)

1 "Lil wayne"]
Yeah Straight off the corner and Eagle
Brave hard bitch like the Im medieval
Married to the block, the Cathedral
Standin on the corner selling to People
Forced into evil, Its all in your
It's cerebral, call me Canival
You when i lead you
Straight to the
The barrel, the battle, the will eat you
Mama named Cita, I You Cita
Member when your Second husband used to beat ya
when i went into the kitchen got the cleever
He aint give a fuck i aint a fuck neither
He could see the devil, see the devil in my
You could smell the
You can see
You can see the Cita, see the in my features
I am her voice and the World is my
Im

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

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

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

3 "Question"]
Demonic in my
Street corner a reverend
Tryna find the change, Shining lightining like im in
Triple seven, Six
Trebulations, Triple
Triple grip, spitiin' like a had a trple lip
Lets make simple of the main difference
Angel if Wing gotta s sinner in a Clench
Revolver in my fist, to a fish
Bait on the line watch me cath them this
flound compound off round White rock
Ballin like man i go in his high tops
Third eye cyclops, beaten down by cops
Left for and it aint even my block
Think of my pops, thinkin of my
be just blazin listenin to Saigon
Cuz when u think up, God you down
Body of current lightenining never hit the ground

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