Luyện nghe bài hát The Last Rap I'll Ever Write

On the of the last rap that I write
MC's all over bless the mic
two double glocks in the air
Stunt Caps go down they as share
Real rap take to be made of
Hot little y'all keep em cold
Everywhere, check it out, be cool
All dope will even go smooth

On the night of the last rap that I
The and God gon' have a fight
it, head to head
Tiga, toe to toe
Try'na figure out I'ma go
All gon' blaze the weed
Butterflies will turn to centipedes
From pennies, tiga
To a of g's
And all my go from oz's to ki's

On the night of the last rap I write
Mike Tyson gon' have his greatest
Knock the little trick out a left and a right
Stevie even gon' regain his sight

On the of my last rap
gon' be run by blacks
And no where will there be crack
Jamaica's gon' get Bob back
And all my gon' bust they guns
And no where 'round where the police

And this out
I'ma kick it Khan
Muhammad Ali will be as god
be one killin' in the projects
Muslim's all cry from Malcom-X
Hewey'll finally get
Dis I know, I guessed

On the night of the last rap that I
I'll be married a wife
She'll be the special of my life
But check this out muthafucka, not
Life, of a
Kick it like soccer, that's my
Like a in your gun
My stay hollow
Somethin' to like but not to
Yo!