Luyện nghe bài hát Heaven's Arms

Part the Red Sea in red Louboutins, who the
Walk inside the with all this Gucci on, youve been warned
heat like two LeBrons
And my is strong as Cali kush
It you (higher than heavens arms)
Gucci in my closet, pardon my
Pardon my
but Im on my Nas shit, off with head
Off with bitch,
she offered me head, I offered her
my black card at the reception, now we off in the Ritz
Im rolling this kush, she coughing and
Freak named Jada love the LOX, I got her talkin to Kiss
Got my behind my head, now she all in the splits
Dick must be good cause now she in with bricks
Got a text on my iPhone, she with my shit
Off with a ten, she took it cause shes far a snitch
her mama and her daddy down, got a sister at Georgetown
Paying her tuition so she gotta be strippin
Its money so I aint trippin, this get printed
Them banks get out, black cars get rented
My suit tailored,
my fade get
You get sent to your maker, around with my paper, cuz I...
Hard Ferragamos,
IQ too much for convo
I know a though,
three-story
shuffling between Common, Jay Electronica and Bono

the last of Paul Castellano
Nothin but endless paper and bitches for I know
Smokin Cheeba, feeding divas
All the way in Milano, out Cohibas
Fuckin in that blue Aventador, the like Gonzo
Let a bitch get a breather, then she hittin high notes
Throwin Louis luggage at dealerships, a car note
15s in everything, beating Harpo
Rolling purple Harpo, bitches by the car load
wana see Prince,
Im pulling strings Carlos

now we in Magic,
Wipin Ciroc off my Loubis my Gucci bandana, cuz I...
with Kim now, Im happy for that nigga
Disrespect him or his wifey, slap you for that nigga
Grew up to Pac, now Im rappin for that nigga
My brother been dead 20 years, Im trappin for that
God Flow Pusha nem,
rose pushin em
Splittin Louisville Sluggers open, puttin in em
Aint forgot about the Towers, I blame Bush for them
Obama cant speak on it cause the shushin him
But my nigga though,
stackin figures
So one day Im top 5 and I can with Jigga though
I was trying to Blueprint myself behind Jigga, though
And all old disses, yo, bullshit, Thibodeau
He be the Summer be, I be where the Winter go
the Bugatti,
Florida Seminole
Im out here tryna win a though
thought Id be legendary, but fuck it Im in it so