Luyện nghe bài hát Hero

QB!
Where the fuck at?
Ha! Ha! Ha!
Yeah! go!
money!

Chain gleaming, lanes, two-seating
Hate him or love him for the reason
Can't leave it, the game him
Plus the people need to believe in

So in God's Son we
'Cause know I'ma give 'em what they want
They for a hero
I guess that me a hero

Another chapter of the cleanest rapper, gentleman
Crooks and on his back Maybach-er
Exotic lady eye-catcher, holla at ya, call me the
Working like Muay class, could perspire out ya

And of course I've been the boss back when
Rocking D Boy, Fila, in a 190 black Benz
Now they down the stores that I'm shopping
Used to be robbing, face covered in stocking
I'm him!

Chain gleaming, lanes, two-seating
him or love him for the same reason
Can't it, the game needs him
Plus the people someone to believe in

So in God's Son we
'Cause they know give 'em what they want
They for a hero
I guess that makes me a

reloader, come at me I'ma rip your soldiers in half
Silverback ape, mag
Young, rich and flashy, bitch, I'm nasty
All clothes so ice lay on me so classy

And every time I close my
I can still see the borough, I can see the Bridge
I can still see the dreams my niggas ain't never lived to see
Tell them angels opened the for me

From nine and moving raw
To chilling in cellars, sticks and humidors
That's I call mature, that's what I call a G
That's what I call a pimp, that's what I call a to the fullest, shit

I'm tryin' to more cream
By every September 14th, that's my
So I can be more clean as I yearly
I can see things more clearly why they fear me
go!

Chain gleaming, lanes, two-seating
Hate him or love him for the reason
Can't leave it, the needs him
Plus the need someone to believe in

So in Son we trust
'Cause they know I'ma give 'em what want
looking for a hero
I that makes me a hero

It's universal apartheid, I'm hog-tied, the corporate
y'all from going to stores and buying it
First L.A. and **** was riding wit it
But article startled big wigs
They said, "Nas, you trying it?

My lawyers only see the Billboard charts as
Nas the only true rebel since the beginning
Still in musical prison, in for the flow
Try Bob Dylan, Bruce or Billy Joel
They can't what's in they soul!

So "Untitled" it is
I never changed nothin', but people this
If Nas can't say it, about these talented kids
With new ideas being told they can and can't spit

I can't sit and watch it, so shit, drop it
Like it or not, you gotta cop it
I'm a hustler in the studio, of Don Julio
No matter what the CD I'm unbeatable y'all!
go!

Yeah, Nas, Da Don