Luyện nghe bài hát 4 My Town

Yeah, so priceless, so priceless
Nigga, you understand me? It's like that
My car so priceless, my so priceless
My is so priceless, nigga, you understand me?

Either you with us, or you ain't us
you in the huddle or you out the huddle
Either you ridin' or we you, flyin' by sayin' fuck you

It's Young Money, Money, playboy
That's the size of it
At the roof top, so hot up here,
Yeah, go

Take yourself a when I'm standin' at the mound
And I swear it's down, I'm just reppin' for my town
Off a cup of CJ Gibson, man I'm faded off the
And I'm easily influenced by the I'm around

See that Aston Martin, when I start it hear the
I ain't graduated, I ain't got no cap and gown
But the in my class who were smart enough to pass
Be at all my fuckin' parties grabbin' off the ground

Yeah, all hail Mr. Lyrical, spades of the opus,
What you got a feelin' for? I can show you new
Have you spiritual
Pastor Kerney Thomas to ho's, "Miwacles"

Yeah, okay, they say I'm the one in fact
say I'm they favorite but I ain't hearin' none of that
I'm about my team, ho, Young runnin' back
Cash Money superstar, where the is Stunna at? Damn

Untouchable, 40 my A.K.
Mastermind Big Money heavy
On the grind flippin' money in way
Headline, my biz shine

Pearl white throwin' P. Marc gloves
Cartier, Louis case a dope plug
From the mud they wet you leave in your blood
Goin' in flippin' hundreds, get the blood

Show 'em where it go, on the floor
Gettin' dough, ground hard, go
Black diamond show, watch the blow
And how you stay grounded, no go

And how you stay mounded, cash no
And how you shinin', Bentley off the floor
And how you stay high, Purple Dro
Diamond Fur, February Snow

Take a picture when I'm standin' at the mound
And I swear it's goin' down, I'm reppin' for my town
Off a cup of CJ Gibson, man I'm faded off the
And I'm influenced by the niggas I'm around

See that Martin, when I start it hear the sound
I never graduated, I ain't got no cap and gown
But the girls in my class who were enough to pass
Be at all my fuckin' grabbin' money off the ground

Uh, you know you paid when you got with ya
It's Money like Ben Franks baby pictures
I'm the twister, I kiss her whiskers
I runnin' this shit, blisters

to the script, movie star money
And if you gassed up I leave the car
I'm a big smoker, I'm a drinker
The sign is just the trigger in the middle finger

What you know it? Man, y'all clueless
I let two women ride me, that's car
I rock stupid ice, Mr. Coolers
If y'all in the buildin' we are intruders

Simmer down pimpin', let me this
I the game, analyst
Man, I'm the shit and y'all
Blow out the kush and crack a smile for the

Take yourself a picture I'm standin' at the mound
And I swear it's goin' down, I'm just for my town
Off a cup of CJ Gibson, man I'm faded off the
And I'm influenced by the niggas I'm around

See that Martin when I start it hear the sound
I ain't never graduated, I got no cap and gown
But the girls in my class who were enough to pass
Be at all my parties grabbin' money off the ground