Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Stop

Explain yourself, how you sound me?
the muthafucking P
that your mee lo
playing games like youre
in a situation like speedos
you can have it way like Carlito
my nigga will be to give you torpedos
and have you car twisted a blunt
for you faggot ass that like to front
Im on BBC bape shit
Im on some shit
in the kitchen the heat making beats in my apron
you and you want to erase it
close your eyes when you know you cant it
my flow your homeostasis
I Royce it on a regular basis
you talk shit it sound like sweet shit
straight liquorice you niggas ticklish
80k for the Hermes dream
n crop in all your magazines
hunger yourself, look like Celine
Dion, me and my niggas like
you on my pecan
she got an ass you can eat on
try to play like the leather on a Vuiton
I hit it til I seat on
try to get her on
ask me to R Kelly ya and get on
I said it aint me
that 8 me still got the burner
yes the enzo is stilll like Sojourner
truth, I mighta loosened a tooth
spittin I did in the booth
Im out, pooof!

[Lupe
Carrera, raised in a teenage ninja turtle era
waanna bear n the truth, I dare ya
ya lie, so eat these bottle of these jalapeno peppers
for terror made in america too
fuck the or give me my props properly
off life this high technology, DeVry
I rep Muhammad Ali more rapology
my not to be dishonestly deprived
so gimme that, gimme that, keep
where my at, Im like steak and fries but never die
they Ghostface wanna be me
but they will post haste me into the after life
that means you going after Ive
but Im the hero of like Jack Sparrow
so someway I have survived
ha ha
who is he we see coming over the tides
in a boat, boat load of pride
Fall of Rome, dress and mastermind tie
he what happens when rappping and the fashion collide
so OMG is the "C" from the C-R-S at you haters
tell BFFs like

[Kanye
Yes, Mr turn that new child rebel
as a badass child level
who a chorus we through with a tyrannosaurus
its been a year with no phone
could you how high is your zone
well the plane rub his nose in cocaine
theres in magazines you lame sayin you lame
and for the hate in advance, pull your pants
make em kiss both cheeks like we in France
Diamonds blue, business managers
and if I get my lawyers Jews
some girls do, grab the
say you got enough diamonds to at least Loan-us
brand new I gotta make the donuts
C-R-S is like a hip hop bonus
niggas is on the internet I couldnt tell
I was too rapping GOOD as hell
I was too flying, parasail!
tell collect to get the new shit that sell
Tarantino, Da Vinci, gettin Benjis, get off Fendi
of thats to Cindys
hoped out the spaceship on my and Mindy
popped too many corks to let you offend me
props in New York but Chi the city
get my city hoochies Gucci, Monica
are those the real millionnaires or the
Im so ultra Im even over
but let me check account, haha no sir

stop, dont stop...