Luyện nghe bài hát F.A.M.E.

[Verse 1: Jeezy]
F-ck haters, I'd kill 'em all if I could
Ain't of none of y'all, so you know my aim good
Blowin bin Ladie in my 911
Just left Ground Zero, on my way to heaven
Can't slow down, too much evil in my rear
Sometimes you wanna to God, but he can't hear you
And even if you did, this'll be his answer
F-ck you complaining It ain't like you got cancer
Do it for my niggas on the block got it worse
First the love, then the hate, just a trap nigga's curse
I betcha feel like the whole hatin' on you
But what's the holdup? The whole world on you

(The fame)
I wake up and feel
Shit make you squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already standin' on the edge, so tempt me
Fake motherf-ckers

(The fame)
I up and feel empty
Shit make you wanna your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already standin' on the edge, so don't me
motherfuckers envy

[Verse 2: Jeezy]
You mean to tell me from runnin' my big
That I could chill here in this big
All up, black hardwood floors
to sit around and feel like it ain't yours
Your conscience gotcha like you done somethin' wrong
But the say motherf-cker, we on
Pardon me, nigga, do you see this
See Ruth's Chris from here, the f-ck's wrong wit' you
Lookin' at my Rollie, yeah, almost seven
Bill state of mind wit' a automatic weapon
You might me from puttin' on for the city
Or back when it was on two, for the fitty
Opened up a few squares, opened up a few
Just to show niggas keys open up
"Oh, we don't wit' Young no mo'" Why not?
The only I can figure, 'cause he on top

(The fame)
I wake up and empty
make you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already standin' on the edge, so tempt me
Fake motherfuckers

(The fame)
I wake up and feel
Shit make you wanna your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm standin' on the edge, so don't tempt me
motherfuckers envy

(The fame)

3: T.I.]
What up, Long time, huh?
Hey,

Lately, I off and out of sight, seldom out of mind
Ay, getcha bidne' right, and the hell up out of mind
I'm out my mind, to fix it 'fore I'm out of time
Don't worry 'bout me, God got me, bruh, I'm fine
year in prison, promise this is it for me
Tryna it through the storm, should be makin' history
No feelin' sorry for me, keep ya pity and ya
or bad, take it like a man, whatever meant for me
How I did it make 'em hate my spirit, wish they could kill it
And they'll take it they can get it
Wanna see me fulla misery, walkin' wit' my head
"Let's 'im, then we'll see if he can wear his crown!"

(The fame)
I up and feel empty
Shit you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already standin' on the edge, so tempt me
motherf-ckers envy

(The fame)
I wake up and feel
Shit make you wanna squeeze your Glock it's empty
I'm already standin' on the edge, so don't me
Fake envy

(The fame)
I wake up and empty
Shit you wanna squeeze your Glock 'til it's empty
I'm already on the edge, so don't tempt me
motherfuckers envy

(The fame) I wake up and feel
Shit make you wanna squeeze your 'til it's empty
I'm already on the edge, so don't tempt me
motherfuckers envy

(The fame)