Luyện nghe bài hát Gladiators

1 - B.o.B]
Okay so I'm on the
am I supposed to rhyme?
What am I supposed to do in this
Am I to flow a
What am I a now?
What am I a poster
What am I to smile?
am I supposed to be the dopest MC to hold this down?
What if I wasn't poor as a
What if I grow up in doubt?
I probably shouldn't be smoking so much my mind is over
But still I how
Them same folks smile in your face
But behind your back same folk will frown
But that's enough them, talk about me
Yes B to the O, I said B to the O and to the B
I owe it to the
And I ain't tryna brag but you your boys a beast
And yeah I eat cause my groceries on this beat
And my song will carry on I no longer speak
My soul is also Kosher to the fact I'm cheap
And I put that on my grandma so
Rest In Peace

[Verse 2 - J.
A many blessings sent from heaven God to be alive
Flight woke me up said Mr.Cole you have arrived, welcome
In game the price of fame is steep, Lord help 'em
'em sane
Prayin' that the won't melt 'em
I'm headed to the top I be more welcome
Took the lead role, now look I'm right ya peephole
for the crown holders
Never would I
But if you leave home don't worry I keep your seat warm
So yeah I'm Simba in a
I'm the prince, you impostor's no Mufasas, but there's for you gents
I say I'm better then you niggas don't mean no offense
But is clear with no man just check the fingerprints
see we not the same
I got a shit with lot's of names
And plus hit list of rappers I'ma cock and aim
Then who shot ya man
figured out the game
Got nothin' to
And a whole lot to gain

[Outro - J.
Bwoy. Yeah, nigga. Uh, J. Cole nigga. Yeah. B.o.B
Uh, A.T.L. uh. N.C. bwoy. Hustle nigga. Roc Nation nigga.