Luyện nghe bài hát Return of 4eva

[**feat. Big
What a a day makes

It's the return of ho (ho, ho)
tight (pimp tight) world wide
It's the of 4eva ho (ho, ho)
Outer space (Outer Space)
It's the of 4eva ho (ho, ho)
(live) from the (live) from the underground
It's the return of ho (ho, ho)
I'm once upon a (once upon a) time in the south
1: Big K.R.I.T]
It's the K-R I-T
Mackin' hoes like niggas perms and gold teeth
Candy paint, Caddie doors, high
Gator toe fetish with against the wheel
Like a pimp, slack, never fold
Shake 'em up, 'em, and slam 'em like dominoes
On the floor, by my notes, made,
Replenishing these with pimpin' like Gatorade
made, super tight, Mr. B
Lookin' for a diva to wide a D
down, outta sight, let it go
Comin' out

[Verse 2: Big
Well, Big Sant bitch
And I'm a mob figure
Comin' down on you hoes and you ass niggas
Forever international, sake with my Asian gal
My address is the circle, you can hate me now
Hotter than my leather in the summer the windows up
The word never get said 'less you mention us
My speech is mink, I want it all plus the kitchen
The whip white, time right, green, pussy pink
Yeah, you can do with think I'm lyin'
Baby cho's on my poes, hoe I'm polished to shine
Add the blue blockers and and even Stevie could see
So at me, motherfucker, look at me

[Verse 3: Big
Man I'm coming out harder than you ever imagine
Paper stackin', breaking mics, the fastest (yeah)
I dimes on deck like a bank teller
Pimpin' so strong ain't shit that I tell her
You ain't on my radar ho
I can't smell ya, can't see ya, don't know ya,
So you ain't
See we alumni, nigga, level
See me on top of the food chain, no
4: Big K.R.I.T.]
Now up, hold on
Get with it
Throw money hot potatoes
Can't wait to get rid of
Emphasizing my
sleep on my lyricism
Glow the moon and stars
Shine like a billion
See the vision as day
Randy with my mouthpiece
Life coach, quite hard, lost hope,
done it but none can measure
To the pace and the treble of a mother fucking

Sounds easy, it?