Luyện nghe bài hát 6 Minutes of Death

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

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

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

BH]
Yo, when I come
I'm a something...
I can't
I'm nice...
Like the