Luyện nghe bài hát Celebration

What you you like me?
You like me, motherfucker, you a punk
I been with made people, connected
Who you been wit'? snatchin'
Jive-ass, maricon
Why don't you go get lost, get out of
Go a freestyle or somethin'

You're now into the greatest
Motherfuckers beat us, join us, can't fade us, hate us
Can't it, fuck it, can't see 'em, try to be 'em
Both shows out your coliseum, eighth wonder

rap for trey summers, poker faces with the aces under
Face one up, to take over, the over
Nigga, I'm the God MC, me,
Shit knockin', a crime, get Cochran
Bangin' to the hearse where my hand

Hot land, F.B.I, D.E.A., I did crime, got
wanna see me pay, motherfuckers, better ride
If try to plant, under the seat of my car
Even a half a gram, flame those, plainclothes
Same goes for lame hoes, cocaine rapper, rep ya game

We celebrate this, while you sittin' back screamin' you this
Try to this, get caught in my crime matrix
sperm inside of latex, you get, no respect like a child rapist
Delegate this, men givin' facelifts

your melon spacious, career felon, no hiatus
Nor Ceasar's, the C.I.A. flooded my block with
Informants, heating the spot up like warming
Who start shit? My style is laced with

Odorless tasteless, 'cause of death is
I know you see me wasted
You the order, I'll be in hell
Team Roc and ice water

Righteous, the global, my life's a novel
blazin' in Barnes and Noble, the vocals
Y'all niggaz is local but that's
I'm Resident Evil, movin'

Millionaire flow like water, rap niggaz runnin'
I, applaud ya, clap at ya
Point the Mac at ya, niggaz up
Brought up in the rapture, my torture
Like a compound fracture, can't widdit

For the love of sex money and
Affiliated with the Tecs honies and thugs
Let the four power, rain on like a spring shower
And flowers for the bodies that surround us
If you was lookin' you us

Movin' with speed, tried to play
up like Chris Reeves
Paraplegic, precise minds like the Pharaoh's of
Shot a barrel *niggaz* narrowly weaved it

Keepin' my top seeded with the Sweet 16's
out of my jeans, on the ten-speed weeded
Holdin', with you like a secret
It's like a story never but believe it

Street anchor, quick to trade shots just like a banker
a round, niggaz hit the ground like Sanka
I got ya in forty-two ways
Aim better than toothpaste, Maguire
"Show me the money" like tapes

Run up in your spot a few eights, zoni
men, home in, all of my homies condone sin
Four shots spin ya like rims
Put a part right through dome like the Omen, foamin'

White sheets got ya wrapped like a
Back in New York, honey wants it, just spit blood and funny
Niggaz is cartoons, picture styles that's developed
Like dark rooms, hits fat, cub a harpoon

Heat-seekin, grill huntin', frontin'?
Keep squeezin, fuck it, I the whole street wheezing
No, motherfuckers, I fail and gotta provoke the frail
Got 'em scared to drop like soap in

Geyeah, there you it
Just think of ours as can't be touched, tested,
Never this thing of ours
family