Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Am

Uhh.. Welcome to
planes, long flights
Welcome to the

Destinies fulfilled off the filling from the pillow
How you killing my highs, I hope you the coffin
I got virgin lungs please excuse the
Think I'm to blow, they call me George from Boston
Respect is never given so I it
Get acquainted with mine I get acclimated
Cherry red I'm a gambling man I'm never taking twice
Had to escape the
This ain't for ordinary people, compare me to rappers
I'm to be like The Beatles,
Give me some soul money, is gassed up
Tell them to keep it running, I'm the grass cut
No snakes, royalty hating don't get no pussy
So it's more for me, she invited me in her
You know it's cordially, we throwin' racks, she said please don't to me
All my niggers is winning, shout out to Sheen
I spit the metronome's a money machine
A money machine, of course I'm trying to be the that was part of my dream
And wale told me fuck y'all so we yall, we don't love y'all
B.O.T. above y'all, patron at 4 am, fuck the last call
We aint heard of that, and we aint of y'all

Doggin, Hard listen, mean for when niggas don't see their C's til they see the judges
Dark side of town, baby blues,
When drama ensues Ndomakong Suh
Old ass defensive as boys,
Why you knock bitch up if you cant tend it out boy
I'm a tenant my is monumental

I'm here forever, these other scribble in pencil
Got indelible colors, only when they're buzzing
I'm at Dallas with luggage flyin straight to the
And you don't understand my slang my is lovely
So they quote me and love me like I'm a or something
Hoe I kick it, I punt it like Roby or something
Shady feel me, Reggie Smokers disgust me
Make the of you haters, make the most of your money
Have that consistent drive as your motor's running

I used to up mama house by opening ovens
Now mama see shit on Oprah and know that it's coming
That's real shit, it's bigger rap, my n-gga Cole busy, but genius is back
I light up my take a sip of my yack
back of when the city weren't thinking of rap
They weren't of rap, they weren't giving a f-ck
Now I go they be giving it up
I seen it all from Barry to Sursum Corders
They had that rocking a Park that's word to Mike Shinoda
Shout out to captain Ginnny and free my n-gga
We always pray for polo, we miss you Penny
We skip college, chase dollars and pennies
Not in the kingdom of Zamunda but it's mad
Where bad bitches with bad intentions act friendly

This where they love you they hate you, go and ask Fifty
Yeah, go and ask
They love you then they you, go and ask fifty
Go and ask fenty, hating ass n-gga, than sibling
Who got the n-gga ?
n-gga,
n-gga,
My... dont keep it nigga
work, work, work, work, work.