Luyện nghe bài hát King Kong

Yeahh... Jets Fool, Talk Nigga,
Everybody this bitch got money,
We ain't never gon run outta weed, yeah, up

1]
Hollow a out
Build a villa in it, pimp that's what I'm bout
Uh, Closed minded lil children, I write my way to a million, out the plane windows
Fuck around get popped like a
For slippin in my get bitten, chewed, swallowed
Fool, you think you like me
Your idol and rival I be
Holdin the with the precision of a hunter's rifle
fired, the forest too quiet, trees ignited
Fall baby girl let me get high chick
droppings, fly shit, who gon' stop him
On the grind I am like a attackin' defensive lineman homie who gon' block em

Tearin the city
Snatchin top of the building
King ain't got shit on me
25-8 goin 8 ape for the cake nigga
Kong ain't got shit on me
Wanna be pilots, get swatted out the sky I
King ain't got shit on me
Larger than life, hate me because they ain't me
King Kong ain't got on me

2]
Yea, came up, put it down for my set what I did nigga
Founder of a society raisin the partition so the driver won't bother me
Women wishin for a position on either of me
Hopin for a ride to the top with me
Spendin my cheese, my broccoli
Dressed neat, left the suite sloppy off the chop a tree
New York, Woodstock, Socrates
The view from my rockin chair you not believe
A million miles from New Orleans, left the key to the with my brother now I'm comin back for it