Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Am

Uhh.. Welcome to
Paper planes, flights
to the life

Destinies fulfilled off the filling from the talking
How you killing my highs, I hope you the coffin
I got virgin lungs excuse the coughing
Think I'm bout to blow, call me George from Boston
Respect is given so I confiscate it
Get with mine I get them acclimated
Cherry red dice I'm a man I'm never taking twice
Had to the life
This ain't for ordinary people, compare me to rappers
I'm to be like The Beatles,
Give me soul money, niggers is gassed up
Tell them to it running, I'm keeping the grass cut
No snakes, royalty niggers 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 please don't talk to me
All my niggers is winning, shout out to Charlie
I spit bars the metronome's a money
A money machine, of I'm trying to be the king that was part of my dream
And wale told me fuck y'all so we fuck yall, we love y'all
Loud B.O.T. above y'all, patron at 4 am, fuck the last
We heard of that, and we aint hear of y'all

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

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

I used to heat up mama house by opening
Now mama see that shit on Oprah and know that 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
Thinking back of when the weren't thinking of rap
They weren't thinking of rap, they 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 like a Park that's to Mike Shinoda
Shout out to captain Ginnny and free my Ricky
We always pray for polo, we you little Penny
We college, chase dollars and black pennies
Not in the kingdom of but it's mad semi's
Where bad with bad intentions just act friendly

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