Luyện nghe bài hát 4 Am

Uhh.. Welcome to
planes, long flights
Welcome to the

fulfilled off the filling from the pillow talking
How you killing my highs, I hope you built the
I got virgin lungs please the coughing
Think I'm bout to blow, they call me from Boston
Respect is never given so I it
Get acquainted with I get them acclimated
Cherry red I'm a gambling man I'm never taking twice
Had to escape the
This ain't for ordinary people, don't compare me to
I'm to be like The Beatles,
Give me some money, niggers is gassed up
them to keep it running, I'm keeping the grass cut
No snakes, royalty hating niggers don't get no
So it's more for me, she invited me in her
You know it's cordially, we racks, she said please don't talk to me
All my is winning, shout out to Charlie Sheen
I spit the metronome's a money machine
A money machine, of course I'm trying to be the king that was of my dream
And wale told me fuck y'all so we fuck yall, we don't y'all
Loud B.O.T. above y'all, patron at 4 am, fuck the call
We aint heard of that, and we aint of y'all

Doggin, Hard listen, mean for when niggas don't see their C's til they see the judges
Dark side of town, mama blues,
When ensues niggers Ndomakong Suh
Old lyin ass as boys,
Why you knock that up if you cant tend it out boy
I'm a my opinion is monumental

I'm here forever, these other scribble in pencil
Got indelible colors, only when they're buzzing
I'm at Dallas with luggage flyin to the money
And you don't understand my my colloquial is lovely
So they me and love me like I'm a poet or something
Hoe I kick it, I punt it like Reggie or something
bitches'll feel me, Reggie Smokers disgust me
Make the of you haters, make the most of your money
Have that consistent drive as your motor's running

I used to heat up house by opening ovens
Now mama see that shit on Oprah and know that it's
real shit, it's bigger than rap, my n-gga Cole busy, but genius is back
I light up my spliff a sip of my yack
Thinking back of when the weren't thinking of rap
They thinking of rap, they weren't giving a f-ck
Now I go they be giving it up
I seen it all from Barry to Sursum Corders
They had that like a Park that's word to Mike Shinoda
Shout out to captain Ginnny and free my Ricky
We always pray for polo, we miss you Penny
We college, chase dollars and black pennies
Not in the kingdom of Zamunda but mad semi's
Where bad bitches with bad just act friendly

This they love you then they hate you, go and ask Fifty
Yeah, go and ask
love you then they hate you, go and ask fifty
Go and ask fenty, ass n-gga, sweeter than sibling
Who got the juice ?
n-gga,
n-gga,
My... dont keep it nigga
work, work, work, work, work.