Luyện nghe bài hát 2012

Verse 1: J.

Yes, out the Ville and I'm blessed.
Never met death, well, at not yet.
Off to the place they rest on the flowers.
Niggas get wetter, sex in the shower.
Dear Lord, what am I for?
Is it the hoes? Or the money? Or is there
I know the world is to come to an ending.
Before it does can finish up my
I see the grinning, as if he was winning.
This is the bottom of the ninth
I'm coming like light skinned.
a sad sight, looking at my gas light.
Like "Damn man, I threw 10 in"
Look five dollars get you were it use too
And look, don't mean what it use too
And everybody and their on youtube
Is this just me, or is this
Don't wanna loose ya', just wanna reach
So let me slow down, to the beat
Put the remote down, your feet dawg
One for the niggas holding heat ya'll
Keep that tucked, 'fore somebody get
See me, I rather cut catch her give birth
If you were the nigga walking on earth
Turn and clap your hands like this was church.

J. Cole]
Trust the world ain't spinning for to-much
My nigga hope you ready, me and you goners.
But in the meantime, homie do you like
(Just, just) do you like (Just, just) Hey!
Trust the world ain't spinning for to-much
My baby you ready, me and you both goners.
But in the meantime, shawty do what you

2: J. Cole
I say money make the go down,
say money make the world go 'round.
So my broke niggas, it an ashame
Cause Bill Gates it rain
And the world drown.
Can I get a
got a low Impala.
Made ass drop, hydrola', holla!
she got a man, and I don't understand
Why he grab that bitch by the collar
Follow, uh,
I need my a little hood.
Living in a where bad means good.
That explains why the bad hoes 'em
That why the bad rappers go platinum.
Go DJ, go DJ
If the world stops spinning a old DJ
Keep playing, I need a more time,
Pre paying, a few more dimes
We slaying, praying, hoping.
You gotta be joking!
Ain't enough time and a nigga sign
But the whole done lost they minds
Look, bombs Baghdad, bullets in the Ville
This is not a test, is not a drill.
This is all real so we all kill,
Let me get one feel. Baby!

x2]
Earthquakes and and hurricanes
You meaner than Katrina baby I gotta your name
Before thing is over this might be the last song
For the man upstairs put the lights on and shut party down