Luyện nghe bài hát 100 Keys

Ay, ay

(Chorus-Big Sean)
I'm a big city
Tryna a living
Come to my
get it
And for that paper all the wrong things right
Where I'm from they a hundred keys and it sound like
Where I'm they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Young niggas gettin' money, niggas gettin' money
a bittersweet symphony

(Rick Ross)
I play the handle dope, Barry Manilow
The game a bitch, but at times she sweet as
Hit the road key of in the mantle fold
Triple beam dreams with a trunk full of clothes
Japanese denim, south numbers
Hit it once trust it would make a fat stumble
Do the speed limit, all gold
Call 'em penny loafers, a pretty penny too
I'm tipping strippers but I call it pinchin'
She talking but I could get her titties lifted
My new crib got it's own limit
Motherfucker got his own in it
Blue marble on the
Wet as salt
Ima boss, Im just playing hoes(holes) like a golf

(Young niggas gettin' money, young niggas money)
(Big Sean)
a bittersweet symphony

(Chorus-Big Sean)
I'm a big city
Tryna make a
to my hood
get it
And for that paper all the wrong sound right
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it like
Young niggas gettin' money, young niggas gettin'
Just a symphony

(Pusha T)
One keys
One please
My gazuntite could make a whole sneeze
Walk the mud jungle where grind it out the leaves
So they to my honeycomb, hideout for the bees
You know what this like
Money counter sound
Machine gun
Name ringin' through like the town
bells ringin'
Know what he was found
Colombian necktie hospital gown white
She live on her
I live in a in the trees
The a little thinner that I breathe
Man Audi, let the top strip tease
My is slow motion but the watch screaming freeze
Yeah, young nigga money
The dragged neck, couldn't take nothin' from me
The decoy car is a crash dummy
What follows is a of 'em wrapped like a mummy

(Chorus-Big Sean)
I'm a big city
make a living
Come to my
get it
And for paper all the wrong things sound right
I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Where I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound
Young niggas gettin' money, young gettin' money
Just a bittersweet

(Big Sean)
Boi
And they gon' a hundred lives
So they could a hundred whites
The guests look like a hundred
Man when blade died my cried a hundred nights
Yeah I got a girl, but I done hit a hundred types
wrong I do, I'm steady tryna do a hundred rights
Got it for cheap, compare the
My keep that low key, Barry White
And don't worry the info
From where they ride Pintos, and could afford
'Cause everybody know, open doors (keys-keys open doors)
But bricks open
Countin' a hundreds, more by more
Built this from the up, floor by floor
Talk shit, I send 'em by door
Made for the Snow like 4x4's(truck)

(Chorus-Big Sean)
I'm from a big
Tryna make a
Come to my
get it
And for that paper all the wrong sound right
I'm from they push a hundred keys and it sound like
Where I'm from they a hundred keys and it sound like
Young niggas money, young niggas gettin' money
a bittersweet symphony