Luyện nghe bài hát 6 Minutes of Death

[Jae
Ayo Millz break the down from A to Z
I can supply you work lil' nigga, I'm like the Temp. Agency
I'm in the kitchen chilled with the feet broke
Soft white got the table lookin' like a ski
"goin out" me and my money elope
And most niggaz rap about but they be broke
My man went to and had a strong flow
So I had him pitchin' in Atlanta like Smoltz
money make the world go round
When it up it'll make a nigga girl go down, clown
Patron and Grey get the bitch loose
And after the I'll have her lickin' on the 'sis too
We gettin' money I'm from nigga
You gettin' tired of your chick tell her her shit I'll come and get her
put her on to some shit and get her grind right
Get her mind right the ass and get her spine tight
I'm the flyest, niggaz want a deal with Nike
I'm like dumb nigga I'm buy it
I need percentages I care who the hottest
Lil' nigga I think BIG like Christopher
And I (and I) won't stop my grand kids' grand kids sittin on dollars
And I even a father, nigga
me your majesty, (talk to em) I'm young black and fly
When it come to I got a Jewish mentality
Lil' fuck niggaz tryna battle me
I go in mouth like I'm the dentist lookin' for cavaties
I don't know why mans hyped you with that battery
I'll hit your whole team caps and I don't mean salaries, nigga
I already got dough now I'm the power
I'm the statue stand tall cuz I'm the Towers
And these niggaz washed up now faces is sour
Mad cuz they broke and lonely and I'm makin them
With enough divas to spread out to ten
I can throw assists all night like I'm M.
Harlem got a fuckin' reason to now
Uptown, let's go we got a reason to now
I told Joey and Stack ain't in tact
Our captains lost our city now we get it back
I'm on top nigga, you can take it how you
But ain't impress me for the last three summers
I don't give a fuck how you may feel
see me when you see me
It's whateva, it's Jae Millz

Bundles]
Nigga the crew feel better well rounded (chea)
Still rounded (chea), dress square but a nigga well
like I came home late on my curfew
And proved I was better than niggaz my first two (what)
years in the mixtape league
Now it's biddin' war time I got a league
So the hood's (why)
They know it's the of the hustler whenever they hear son up at the Helm
Son give'em hell "damn, he on advocate"
The fans fiendin' for it they got the itch
That's the bundles put it all in your
These niggaz is lil' me's, it all in their flows
Ho's, that's a topic you even wanna touch on
I face fuck the ones you couldn't on
Hand on see the denim know what these bout
The Antiques, Red Munkey's, or out
Yall bring the V's out I can splurge
GT's wasn't me so I'm leanin' towards the
Leanin' the furs a lil' more to my nature
coyote, fox all in the nature
I get it in blocks I'm the Semour
I give it on the arm you can get it me
Cuz if prices was any cheaper be sellin' it for free
2-3 sell it for 2-2-5
McDonald's is makin more of a on Super Sized
I spit the truth niggaz wrote the fake shit
These niggaz practicin' y'all on some jake shit
spoke on it, I agree with him
Can't even spar with what's the reason for a gym
Ain't hot enough to even work up a
I been fire since Wu days with The Perfect
So when you mention my name these get offended
No chain on just a star pendant
General of that so Squadddd Up
Feelin' real prestigious hoppin' out that truck
I'm on top of my and still climbin'
not fuckin' with him can't even peel the hymen

[Joe
It's the nigga with the mask on that will dude for jewels
Aint gotta say it, that the truth
me put that tool to use
these niggaz will be in the shakin like Mahmoud Abdul Rauf/
Not turrets, gotta rep, my to the end
to ferraris to the beamers to the benz
If I blam it'll kill, never ran never
only that bleed on me is these jeans on my tims
Hat low its not a link in my squad
I'm LL In Too Deep, I'm I'm God
As far as rappers I'm theyre frauds
'em all rubix cubes cause I really used to think they was hard
For once trust me you don't start problems
the pound make you Eddie Curry wit a heart problem
So if you on the wit only a few grams man
you a bird nigga, Toucan Sam
And any beat ima air that, rappers just wear that
Fox Brown should be the only one can't hear that
Hit you in the or the belly, gun on me
I ain't Sticky Fingaz, I ain't leave mine in the telly, me?
Thank god he ain't wit that red line
cuz i'll merk any nigga disrespect mine
If it fed time, or lock up or rec time, dude 'll be a daily news headline
You the best, what memo got sent?
if you got dogs what they in?
So if you wanna get like a Mentos mint
then it'll tempt those men, wit clips than Leno's chin
no type guts wit you
you terrel owens them that wear eagles they don't even wanna fucc wit you
Me fam? I was weed dirt, back when niggaz used to rock Simpsons t-shirts
give it to any nigga, I mean any nigga
big man or skinny nigga, dare a tempt me nigga
auto or semi nigga, dump it till it's empty
they don't even want you in New York, you like nigga
the time it's around that hour
lil they ain't around that powder
They ain't super or luigi or Mario, ain't that power
plus they couldn't spit fire if they found that
Cowards, know the bust loco
While they to dap my hand like the Boy's Club logo
And yea that 5 and clock
I'm the million baby, but I won't die tryin to box
Dont want a piece of the cake, I the pie and all
I believe 'em when they say that they be supplying the raw
You move white you lyin dogg
that's a story without the white flying dog
Son these is broke don't know the feeling of bread
in dept, tampon niggaz still in the red
And the fans keep if ya man stopped beefin
I call 'em Mr. Fantastic, tell 'em reaching

BH]
Yo, I come through
I'm a something...
I remember
I'm nice...
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