Luyện nghe bài hát You Can't Win

Puff
Ladies and
(Come on throw your hands in the air this one time)
One-two, this thing on right
(We ain't stop)
Can hear me out there?
(And we every one in this motherfucker to get out their seat)
Ladies and gentleman without further
(It's our time)
I'd to introduce to you, my bitch

Kim-
Fuck that, don't deserve to rap
I'm back, and I'm about to murder
Trying to take my crown, I letting that go down
I cop the four and go the whole twelve rounds, yeah
You broke need to throw in the towel
Life's a wheel of fortune and can't buy a vowel
Who me? That's of your concern
Like ashes in the urn, more money to
Damn my ass is firm, away from germs
flawless, get wetted in worms
If you knew like Aaliyah
How your man be hawking me and me
When he you he see me
Every crack valve or record he I get a piecey
Easy, believe me, my is credible
Ask Nat Cole huh, I'm
let the QB get a hold of your guy
Sex him well, get him high, he might around and die

(Chorus) x2
Kim-
I guess you by now who's number one
Brooklyn, Brooklyn where I'm from
(Number one)
So if you got beef think again
(Number one)
Cause you win
(You win)

Your so called vendetta was like birds' feathers
Even an umbrella, you can't stop my hurricane
I moved on to bigger and things
Y'all still making wage
First on stage, like the I graze
Leave you
And keep the fifth by the rib
All you jealous ass holes is ass holes
trying to recoup from the first album ass holes
You's a gangster, it
shoot me, do it
That's word Jerry McGuire
I'll set that ass on
That's how you work barbed wire
Carve my name in face
Pour gas-o-line on you and you at the gas station
Y'all chicks ain't blind, I shine like
Cocoa crme
That's the gleam of drugs baby codeine
Low self esteem, eh-eh, the excellent
Your's is return them to the factory
I mean practically, the shit is for me
Mama bear, finally out of
Here to tell you chicks to tailgating

(Chorus) x2

It's the
tipsy, cabin in Percipsy
I've been in this shit Biz hit the, one-two
left to do
Move it in there, cathedral
Don't to my house, it might hurt your feelings
P introduced me to the business side
Fired me a few mill and a couple of oil
That's how we do it, you is no thrill
it Flinstones style, car with no wheels
Still on tricycles, bicycles
Our diamonds be so white they like icicles
I'm getting sick and tired of hearing all these rough
On the countdown, don't make me
Got my own company, I'm of the staff
They say we then I'm the better half
I'm worse than Howard Stern
This court is
And now it's turn bitch

(Chorus) x2

Daddy-
Can you me?
I just wanna know if can feel me
I just wanna know if can feel me out there
not a game, we're back
And time we're not going anywhere
Number one, my bitch
Recognize! Ya me?
Yeah, yeah,