Luyện nghe bài hát Beautiful

[Hook: and Jeezy]
I got a bad from Vogue
Told her a pose
Step to the and look at them thighs
That beautiful
I got a Lambo, two
Two seaters, two
Yokohamas, no
Man, that bitch
Champagne fountains, in the mountains
driveway
Man, that ho
I got a up in the sky
I figured I'd die
bitch, no lie
Man, that beautiful

1: Jeezy]
Came up in the projects, dreamin' 'bout them
Wit' the coke white walls, like bowlin' balls
in my garage, course it is supercharged
Wake up to a ménage, give me a massage
Closet filled wit' designer, Donatella
Suede headliner, all that in china
I talkin' Sprite when I say I need soda
Bought my Caprice, put fifty in the motor
they was beautiful, yeah, Mona Lisa
The introduced me to money, nice to meet ya
Ray Charles in Ray Bans, why?
Touched keys with both hands?
If I die, remember me Don Killuminati
Bury me on the left, right to John Gotti
nothin' but that Cocaine Muzik, that Yo Gotti
Tombstone ready, shit from nobody

[Hook: Game and
I got a bad bitch Vogue
her strike a pose
Step to the side and look at thighs
That bitch
I got a Lambo, two
Two seaters, two
Yokohamas, no
Man, that bitch
fountains, crib in the mountains
2-mile-long
Man, ho beautiful
I got a up in the sky
I fake it I'd die
bitch, no lie
Man, that bitch

[Verse 2:
Mirror, mirror, in my
me which Lambo I should park at the L'Ermitage
Pull up at the The Mirage, it's Phantoms and
Out here, expensive taste, my car is
Speakin' of camouflage, RIP to
Just through Savannah, Georgia
That beautiful, and his .45 is unusual
Push your shit back like nail do cuticles
Snowman, these niggas that we livin' it
Front yard a soccer field, and we kickin' it
Sick condos, pockets of Rondos
wit' extended clips, long as El Segundo
Jeezy like Versace, so we rented out the
Fuckin' European models, skin as Marilyn Manson
Came a long way from a nigga first
Test drive the new Bugatti, that bitch for ransom

[Hook: Rick Ross and
I keep me a jet
Keep a black
Meal ticket wrapped in
bitch beautiful
Keep some gold on my arm
of Avion
FNH with the
Man, that bitch

3: Rick Ross]
My a seven trey
Dade dopeboy, I'm talkin' heavyweight
I everyday
We the beef to get the money
We set examples for rich niggas in
My killers in the
Bitches keep my name ringin' (Boss!), a nigga; Abe Lincoln
200 squares for the same
Out in LA, I'm with my bitches
Tip...toein' on marble, got me trippin' on these pain
I'm the same, I never changed, nigga
Went from razorbladin' rocks, no more in my socks
her like a champ, got me livin' like I box
Sugar Ray Leonard, nigga I just want the
First with the Wraith, underneath the stars
Better look me in my face, tell the for my dogs
Fuckin' the same hoes, but we got them cars
Ugh! Beautiful, are my