Luyện nghe bài hát Celebration

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

now tuned into the greatest
Motherfuckers can't beat us, join us, fade us, hate us
Can't touch it, it, can't see 'em, try to be 'em
Both shows sold out coliseum, eighth wonder

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

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

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

Leave your melon spacious, felon, no hiatus
Nor Ceasar's, the C.I.A. flooded my with diseases
Informants, heating the up like global warming
Who shit? My style is laced with arsenic

Odorless tasteless, of death is traceless
I know you wanna see me
You the order, I'll be in hell
Roc sweater and ice water

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

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

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

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

Keepin' my Team top with the Sweet 16's
Bulgin' out of my jeans, on the weeded
Holdin', shots with you a secret
It's like a story never but believe it

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

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

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

Heat-seekin, grill huntin', still
Keep squeezin, fuck it, I leave the whole wheezing
No, motherfuckers, hope I and gotta provoke the frail
Got 'em scared to drop like in jail

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