Luyện nghe bài hát Adam & Eve

1]
The ghetto, Othello, the
Oh my God, they venomous on the boy
Oh my Lord, my is fear, and I'm sure
Oh my God, they want the end of me I'm pure
Oh my Lord, discipline for the win, I go for it
It's a for these men to die on their own sword
Journey far, who you can be
But you can learn who you are you around family
off their shoulders and soldiers, on they grizzle
My Mac Little married Dandy Little
They passed wisdom, blessings were given
Pray my sins don't get passed to my
I made a killin', I'm alive like the morning
Court Jordan's for the price on stock, so what the Hornets
I need evaluations, I'm savvy
Eatin' foie gras and caviar,

and Eve
Don't fall too far the apple tree, ayy
and Eve, Adam and Eve
Don't too far from the apple tree, apple tree

2]
The ghosts of dance
Chinchillas shake on the hanger, the force of banger
Yeah, my language advance, my cadence
The voice somethin'
is this conundrum?
The clouds scurry, your spirit rumble, a smile
Still puff the loud, it's nothin' less a quarter pound
Savage narrative, every that I write bursts light
awareness to my personal life
After my morning walk, Havana cigar, the ganja
See my doctor more, sweatin' the or the spa
Spendin' fifty large at the
Spent twenty on a bad bitch I hardly
New girl every night, two was every other night
addiction, gangster tradition
They wanna fuck me, have me they belt, slightly offended
Yeah, that's how I felt, that's how it
I'm just good at existin', existed in my
As as I enjoy the fruit, yeah

and Eve
Don't fall too far the apple tree, ayy
Adam and Eve, and Eve
Don't fall too far from the tree, apple tree

3]
What first, peace or the paper?
Before I had a of paper, peace was in my favor
Before I sat to eat at the it had leeches and traitors
Cut the fat the meat, extract the weak, bon appetit
No bacon, is swine
It's so hard to trust 'em my hustle is mine
It's evident all the same
With gray hair and still muggin'
Gray hairs of wisdom, means you seen somethin'
Say somethin', you frontin'
But these got false crowns, fictional kings
You my heart, Fredo
You bring thing of ours down to a fable
Be my guys dryin', enterprisin' at the boss's table
There's always room at my
Insecurities is you disabled
All this money to get, is it time?
They ain't stopped printin' money, they made mine
I learned to stretch time, are the best times
I'm in my neighborhood in stadiums, the kind
With restaurants and Carbone, spicy
Go hard, a red Bordeaux, oh God!

and Eve
Don't too far from the apple tree, ayy
and Eve, Adam and Eve
Don't fall too far from the tree, apple tree