Luyện nghe bài hát Celebration

What you think you me?
You like me, motherfucker, you a punk
I with made people, connected people
Who you been Chain snatchin'
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 it, fuck it, can't see 'em, try to be 'em
Both sold out your coliseum, eighth wonder

Locked rap for trey summers, poker with the aces under
Face one up, to take over, the over
Nigga, I'm the God MC, me,
knockin', almost 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 they try to plant, under the of my car
Even a half a gram, better flame those,
goes for lame hoes, cocaine rapper, rep ya game pros

We celebrate this, while you back screamin' you hate this
Try to rape this, get in my crime matrix
Spittin' inside of latex, you get, no respect like a child rapist
Delegate this, men just facelifts

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

Odorless tasteless, of death is traceless
I know you wanna see me
You call the order, 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, like

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

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

with speed, tried to play Superman
Ended up like Chris
Paraplegic, precise like the Pharaoh's of Egypt
through 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', shots you like a secret
like a story never told but believe it

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

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

White got ya wrapped like a Roman
Back in New York, honey it, just spit blood and talk funny
Niggaz is cartoons, picture styles fully developed
Like dark rooms, hits fat, cub a harpoon

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

Geyeah, there you it
think of ours as can't be touched, tested, whatever
Never disrespect this thing of
Roc-a-Fella