Luyện nghe bài hát 6 Minutes of Death

[Jae
Ayo Millz break the down from A to Z
I can supply you with work lil' nigga, I'm the Temp. Agency
I'm in the kitchen wood chilled the feet broke
Soft white got the lookin' like a ski slope
Fuck "goin out" me and my elope
And most rap about money but they be broke
My man to Moorehouse and had a strong flow
So I had him pitchin' in like John Smoltz
money make the world go round
When it stack up it'll make a nigga girl go down,
Patron and Goose'll get the bitch loose
And after the crew I'll have her lickin' on the too
We gettin' where I'm from nigga
You tired of your chick tell her pack 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 dumb nigga I'm tryna buy it
I need percentages I care who the hottest
Lil' nigga I think BIG like Wallace
And I (and I) won't stop till my grand kids' kids sittin on dollars
And I even a father, nigga
Call me your majesty, (talk to em) I'm black and fly
When it come to I got a Jewish mentality
Lil' fuck niggaz tryna battle me
I go in they mouth like I'm the dentist lookin' for
I don't why your mans hyped you with that battery
I'll hit your whole team with 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 replacin' the
And these niggaz up now they faces is sour
Mad cuz they broke and and I'm makin them dollars
With divas to spread out to ten cities
I can assists all night like 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 our city now we gotta get it back
I'm on top nigga, you can take it how you
But ain't nothin impress me for the last summers
I don't a fuck how disrespected you may feel
see me when you see me
It's whateva, it's Jae mufucker

Bundles]
Nigga the crew feel better when well (chea)
Still (chea), dress square but a nigga well rounded
Grounded like I came late on my curfew
And proved I was better than niggaz my first two (what)
Lil' years in the mixtape
Now biddin' war time I got a Bloomberg league
So the overwhelmed (why)
They know it's the voice of the hustler whenever hear son up at the Helm
Son give'em like "damn, he on advocate"
The fans fiendin' for it they got the addict
That's the bundles put it all in your
These niggaz is me's, hear it all in their flows
Ho's, that's a you don't even wanna touch on
I face fuck the you couldn't touch on
Hand brushed on see the denim 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' the Spurs
towards the furs a lil' more to my nature
Mink coyote, fox all in the
I get it in blocks I'm the Cakester
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 of a profit on Super Sized
I spit the inside niggaz wrote the fake shit
niggaz practicin' snitchin' y'all on some jake shit
Millz on it, I agree with him
even spar with niggaz what's the reason for a gym
Ain't hot to even work up a sweat
I been fire since Wu days with The Cassette
So when you mention my name niggaz get offended
No chain on just a five star
General of Riot so Squadddd Up
Feelin' prestigious hoppin' out that Porsche truck
I'm on top of my game and still
They not fuckin' with him can't even peel the

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

BH]
Yo, I come through
I'm a something...
I can't
I'm nice...
the spice