Luyện nghe bài hát Paradise Lost

Magic
the palm trees and the bright lights look so pretty
Don't your soul chasing that pot of gold

I'm trying to go where I go
to be what I can't be
I wanna you what I can't show
We gotta what we can't reach
Trying to when the sun won't
I grind as I gun tote
rolling weed as I'm doing me
I count the cheese, she can on me
Wonderful times, lay a head for a nigga
Like the day she told her that I was a drug
That how the cars came
And all the big at the card games
I roll dice with the
boots and the coke nice
New Porsche wit' the lights
Young nigga, get your right (Get your money right)

havin' children, but they don't have a plan
All drug dealing, it's killing our brother man
The feed 'em freedom, but they don't understand
But if we don't do it now, we really have a chance
My sister, my brother, get your money
Live for generations, your mastermind
It's to make a living, my brother, get your money right

City
Where the palm trees and the bright lights so pretty
Don't your soul, chasing that pot of gold

I wanna go I can't go
In Dubai dank smoke
No for the cellphones
But I 'em just to sell for
Peach Ciroc and the L's
Get to meet rub elbows
We the ones that got the pale grants
Fuck Full Sale let mail stack
I just wanna sign lease
of young niggas in the streets
But I think time they buy they own
And if you got it your man a loan
And if you it we can leave it 'lone
My niggas it all their teeth are gone
All grills, but to each his own
Got in to put my people on (Get your money right)

Children children, but they don't have a plan
All this dealing, it's killing our brother man
The government feed 'em freedom, but they don't
But if we don't do it now, we really don't have a
My sister, my brother, get your right
Live for generations, build mastermind
It's time to a living, my brother, get your money right