Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Am

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

Destinies fulfilled off the filling the pillow talking
How you killing my highs, I hope you the coffin
I got virgin lungs please excuse the
Think I'm bout to blow, they call me from Boston
Respect is never so I confiscate it
Get acquainted mine I get them acclimated
Cherry red dice I'm a gambling man I'm never twice
Had to escape the
This ain't for people, don't compare me to rappers
I'm trying to be The Beatles,
Give me soul money, niggers 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 for me, she invited me in her mouth
You it's cordially, we throwin' racks, she said 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 course I'm trying to be the king was part of my dream
And wale told me fuck so we fuck yall, we don't love y'all
Loud B.O.T. above y'all, at 4 am, fuck the last call
We aint of that, and we aint hear of y'all

Doggin, Hard listen, mean muggin for when niggas see their C's til they see the judges
side of town, baby mama blues,
When drama ensues Ndomakong Suh
Old lyin ass as boys,
Why you knock that bitch up if you tend it out boy
I'm a tenant my is monumental

I'm here forever, these other scribble in pencil
Got indelible colors, look when they're buzzing
I'm at Dallas with luggage flyin straight to the
And you understand my slang my colloquial is lovely
So they me and love me like I'm a poet or something
Hoe I kick it, I punt it Reggie Roby or something
Shady bitches'll me, Reggie Smokers disgust me
the least of you haters, make the most of your money
Have that consistent drive as your motor's running

I used to heat up mama by opening ovens
Now mama see that shit on Oprah and that it's coming
That's real shit, it's bigger than rap, my Cole busy, but genius is back
I light up my spliff a sip of my yack
Thinking back of when the city weren't of rap
They weren't thinking of rap, weren't giving a f-ck
Now everywhere I go be giving it up
I seen it all from Barry to Sursum Corders
They had that rocking like a that's word to Mike Shinoda
Shout out to captain Ginnny and free my n-gga
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 bitches with bad just act friendly

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