Luyện nghe bài hát 4 My Town

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

Either you with us, or you with us
Either you in the or you out the huddle
Either you ridin' or we pass you, flyin' by fuck you

It's Young Money, Money, playboy
about 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 goin' down, I'm just reppin' for my
Off a cup of CJ Gibson, man I'm faded off the
And I'm easily influenced by the I'm around

See that Martin, when I start 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

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

Yeah, okay, they say I'm the one in fact
Some say I'm they favorite but I hearin' none of that
I'm about my team, ho, Young runnin' back
Money superstar, where the fuck is Stunna at? Damn

Untouchable, 40 my A.K.
Big Money heavy weight
On the grind money in every way
Headline, my biz everyday

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

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

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

Take yourself a picture when I'm 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 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 fuckin' parties money off the ground

Uh, you you paid when you got Baby with ya
Young Money like Ben Franks baby pictures
I'm the lady twister, I kiss her
I been runnin' this shit,

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

you know bout it? Man, y'all clueless
I let two women ride me, car poolers
I rock stupid ice, Mr. Water
If y'all in the then we are intruders

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

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