Luyện nghe bài hát 4 My Town

Yeah, so priceless, so priceless
Nigga, you understand me? just like that
My car so priceless, my bitch so
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 pass you, flyin' by fuck you

It's Money, Cash Money, playboy
That's about the of it
At the top, so hot up here, nigga
Yeah, go

Take yourself a picture when I'm standin' at the
And I swear it's goin' down, I'm reppin' for my town
Off a cup of CJ Gibson, man I'm off the brown
And I'm influenced by the niggas 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 girls in my class who were enough to pass
Be at all my fuckin' parties grabbin' money off the

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

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

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

Pearl white throwin' P. Jacobs gloves
Cartier, Louis case with a dope
From the mud where they wet you leave in blood
Goin' in flippin' hundreds, get the young

Show 'em where it go, floatin' on the
Gettin' more dough, hard, go
Black show, watch the flame blow
And how you grounded, cash no go

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

yourself a picture when 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 off the brown
And I'm influenced by the niggas I'm around

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

Uh, you know you paid when you got Baby ya
It's Young Money Ben Franks baby pictures
I'm the lady twister, I kiss her
I been this shit, blisters

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

What you bout it? Man, y'all clueless
I let two ride me, that's car poolers
I stupid ice, Mr. Water Coolers
If in the buildin' then 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 for the cameras

Take yourself a picture I'm standin' at the mound
And I it's goin' 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 niggas I'm

See that Aston 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