Luyện nghe bài hát 10 Bricks

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Ross:
Look at my
Its 200 thou, that mean fuck nigga
and fuck me now
Suck me down, my sucks
Push that coupe, Ima that top
And all them niggas that talk, Them neva had money
Whip it with a phunk and get extra mob money
Get yah first and the come in with a test
for the feds, jack boys, and IRS
4 Jesus pieces and a motherfucking
Clapping at all you niggas imitating Mavrado
Got them argentinies and kilos up in the
And my European always screaming armani
10 bricks on the wrist, I find it
I'm counting cash, you don't know me
Its Rose, the one and only

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See i'm than the richest
by my riches
Dope boy fresh, made man getting
Holiday how we get it
in the Bentley every time we come and spin it
So she the way I shine homie
Put on her mind, do it big homie
Priceless, you know the game with no homie
Tote it all the time, see my son did on it
So 100 what we eat
The feast of the streets, Cash money young
grind, Cash money all the time
Fire flame spitter do this shit in day time,
Flip a notha top
The on rocks, do this shit hard knocks
A all red new fleet, swagged out nigga,

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at my wrist (x3)
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