Luyện nghe bài hát Complicated

Yeah!

You see a soft? - My first instinct is to lean on him! (lean on him...)
A weak eatin' in my hood? Niggas'll put a beam on him! (beam on him...)
These niggas ain't to be eatin', yo! - This sweet is sweet an' low,
I'll 'em like shit was all good just a week ago. ([Female:] Lights oooooooon!)

1:]
Let fake niggas get you in the mood for looove,
I'm to get you in the mood for the Snub and gloooves.
Dope fiend, morphine, cocaine
Crack come to cookin' up boy, I'm a chemist!
Fuck poppin'! A strap, I pop that!
Watch the trial, see a rat rat on a rat!
You got a nice gimmick goin', been hot a few summers
But I got the kinda flow that'll World hunger.
SK, I got but energy! (energy!)
me Fifty, call me "Ferrari The Remedy"! (Remedy!)
"Hi" again in a hater don't remember me,
I happen to be what these rap niggas pretend to be.
Hittin' you won't be enough, you finish me
Or Ruger time, - the SR-9!
Fragments ricochet in ya ass go
Times up, ya fucked! - Gotta learn to duck. -

Don't maake mee, - don't mee,
Don't maake mee! - It so complicaated.
Don't maake mee, - maake mee,
Don't maake mee - show you whassup. - Don't make me you up!

2:]
Listen! E'ry on the milk box ain't missin'
I mean some of hoes runnin' round with Pippen.
I'm reality, it sounds haaarsh;
tried to get at me, he sounds waaashed!
I ain't fire back, the shit's squuaashed.
What kind of shit is - This only happens in rap!
These niggas so fake, it my skin craaawl,
I ain't the last real nigga up over the waaall.
Ice in the chain, - weight spinnin',
Cream linen. - Bulges from the in 'em!
Tom - Oh, Looord!
If I ain't better, I think a nigga push raaaw.
It feels like it's never stop.
A nigga so hot! - I may forever on top!
"Forever ever"? - in the drop,
You can't tell I got it on - Bitch!