Luyện nghe bài hát 6 Minutes of Death

[Jae
Ayo Millz break the down from A to Z
I can supply you with lil' nigga, I'm like the Temp. Agency
I'm in the kitchen wood with the feet broke
Soft white got the table lookin' like a ski
Fuck "goin out" me and my money
And niggaz rap about money but they be broke
My man went to Moorehouse and had a strong
So I had him in Atlanta like John Smoltz
Makin' money make the world go
When it stack up it'll make a girl go down, clown
and Grey 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 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 grind
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 I'm tryna buy it
I need percentages I don't who the hottest
Lil' I think BIG like Christopher Wallace
And I (and I) won't till my grand kids' grand kids sittin on dollars
And I ain't even a father,
Call me majesty, (talk to em) I'm young black and fly
When it come to dough I got a Jewish
Lil' fuck still tryna battle me
I go in they like I'm the dentist lookin' for cavaties
I know why your mans hyped you with that battery
I'll hit your whole with caps and I don't mean salaries, nigga
I already got dough now I'm the power
I'm the statue stand cuz I'm replacin' the Towers
And these niggaz washed up now faces is sour
Mad cuz broke and lonely and I'm makin them dollars
With enough to spread out to ten cities
I can throw assists all like I'm M. Bibby
got a fuckin' reason to front now
Uptown, let's go we got a reason to now
I told Joey and shit ain't in tact
Our captains lost our city now we gotta get it
I'm on top nigga, you can take it how you
But nothin impress me for the last three summers
I don't a fuck how disrespected you may feel
see me when you see me
It's whateva, it's Jae Millz

[Stack
Nigga the crew feel better well rounded (chea)
Still rounded (chea), dress but a nigga well rounded
Grounded like I came late on my curfew
And proved I was better than most niggaz my two (what)
Lil' years in the league
Now it's biddin' war I got a Bloomberg league
So the hood's (why)
They know the voice of the hustler whenever they hear son up at the Helm
Son give'em like "damn, he on advocate"
The fans fiendin' for it they got the addict
the bundles put it all in your nose
These niggaz is lil' me's, hear it all in flows
Ho's, that's a topic you don't even touch on
I face the ones you couldn't touch on
Hand on see the denim know what these bout
The Antiques, Red Munkey's, or out
bring the V's out I can even splurge
GT's wasn't me so I'm towards the Spurs
Leanin' towards the a lil' more to my nature
Mink coyote, fox all in the
I get it in I'm the Semour Cakester
I give it on the arm you can get it me
Cuz if prices was any cheaper y'all be sellin' it for
Paid 2-3 sell it for
McDonald's is makin of a profit on Super Sized
I spit the truth inside niggaz wrote the fake
These niggaz practicin' snitchin' y'all on some shit
Millz spoke on it, I with him
Can't even with niggaz what's the reason for a gym
hot enough to even work up a sweat
I been fire since Wu days The Perfect Cassette
So when you mention my name these get offended
No chain on just a five pendant
General of that so Squadddd Up
Feelin' real prestigious hoppin' out that Porsche
I'm on top of my and still climbin'
They not fuckin' with him can't even peel the

[Joe
It's the nigga the mask on that will yack dude for jewels
Aint say it, that dudes the truth
make me put that to use
these niggaz be in the game shakin like Mahmoud Abdul Rauf/
Not turrets, gotta rep, my to the end
Lambos to ferraris to the to the benz
If I blam it'll kill, never ran will
only thing that bleed on me is these jeans on my
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 theyre
call 'em all rubix cubes cause I really to think they was hard
For once trust me you don't wanna start
the pound will make you Eddie wit a heart problem
So if you on the block wit only a few man
then you a bird nigga, Sam
And any beat ima air that, rappers gotta 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 in the telly, smell me?
Thank god he fuckin wit that red line
cuz merk any nigga that disrespect mine
If it wasnt fed time, or lock up or rec time, dude 'll be a daily headline
You ain't the best, what memo got
if you got what kennel they in?
So if you wanna get fresh like a Mentos
then it'll tempt those men, wit clips longer than Leno's
Aint no guts wit you
you terrel owens niggaz that wear eagles they don't even wanna fucc wit you
Me fam? I was pimpin weed dirt, back niggaz used to rock Simpsons t-shirts
I'll give it to any nigga, I mean any
big man or nigga, dare a dude tempt me nigga
auto or semi nigga, dump it it's empty nigga
they even want you in New York, you like Penny nigga
Check the time it's around hour
lil niggaz they ain't around powder
They ain't or luigi or Mario, ain't found that power
plus they spit fire if they found that flower
Cowards, know the toys loco
While they tryin to dap my like the Boy's Club logo
And yea 5 slide and clock
I'm the million dollar baby, but I 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 neverending story without the flying dog
Son these dudes is broke don't know the feeling of
they in dept, tampon niggaz in the red
And the fans keep askin if ya man stopped
I call 'em Mr. Fantastic, tell 'em stop

BH]
Yo, when I through
I'm a something...
I remember
I'm nice...
the spice