Luyện nghe bài hát Complicated

Yeah!

You see a nigga soft? - My first instinct is to on him! (lean on him...)
A weak nigga in my hood? Niggas'll put a beam on him! (beam on him...)
These niggas s'pposed to be eatin', yo! - This sweet is sweet an' low,
I'll have 'em like shit was all good a week ago. ([Female:] Lights oooooooon!)

1:]
Let this fake niggas get you in the for looove,
I'm back to get you in the mood for the and gloooves.
Dope fiend, morphine, cocaine
come to cookin' up that; boy, I'm a chemist!
Fuck poppin'! A strap, I pop that!
Watch the trial, see a rat rat on a rat!
You got a gimmick goin', you've been hot a few summers
But I got the kinda flow stop World hunger.
SK, I got but energy! (energy!)
me Fifty, call me "Ferrari The Remedy"! (Remedy!)
"Hi" in case a hater don't remember me,
I happen to be what these rap niggas pretend to be.
Hittin' you be enough, you gotta finish me
Or it's time, - the SR-9!
ricochet in ya ass go blind
Times up, ya fucked! - learn to duck. - Whassup?

Don't maake mee, - don't mee,
maake mee! - It seems so complicaated.
Don't mee, - don't maake mee,
Don't maake mee - you whassup. - Don't make me fuck you up!

2:]
Listen! E'ry bitch on the milk box ain't
I mean some of these runnin' round with Pippen.
I'm reality, it sounds haaarsh;
Shyne to get at me, he sounds waaashed!
I ain't fire back, the shit's squuaashed.
What kind of is that? - This only happens in rap!
niggas so fake, it make my skin craaawl,
Hope I ain't the last real up over the waaall.
Ice in the chain, - weight spinnin',
Cream linen. - Bulges from the in 'em!
Tom - Oh, Looord!
If I ain't better, I think a nigga push raaaw.
It feels like it's never stop.
A nigga so hot! - I may spend on top!
"Forever ever"? - in the drop,
You can't tell I got it on - Bitch!