Luyện nghe bài hát A Milli

Young
Ya dig
Mack I'm in

I'm a Millionaire,
I'm a Young Money Millionaire, tougher Nigerian hair,
My criteria compared to career just isn't fair,
I'm a disease like a menstrual bleed
Threw the pencil and on the sheet of the tablet in my mind,
Cause I don't write cause I ain't got time,
my seconds, minutes, hours go to the almighty dollar,
And the almighty power of cha cha cha cha chopper,
Sister, Brother, Son, Daughter, motherfuck a copper,
Got the Maserati on the bridge pussy poppin',
Tell the coppers, ha ha ha ha you can't catch' em, you stop 'em,
I go by them goon
If you can't beat 'em you pop 'em,
You can't man em you mop 'em,
You can't em then you drop em,
You pop em cause we pop em like Orville

I'm ill

A million here a million
Sicilian bitch with long hair coconut derrière
smokin' the thinnest air I open the Lamborghini
Hopin' them crackers see me look at dat bastard Weezy
He's a beast he's a dog a muthfukin' problem
OK you're a goon but what's a (to a goblin)
Nothin' nothin' you scarin' nothin'
On fagot bullshit call 'em Dennis Rodman
Call me you want bitch call me on my Sidekick
Never answer it's private damn I hate a shy Bitch
Don't you hate a shy bitch yea I ate a shy
She ain't shy no more she changed her to my bitch
Yea that's my bitch
So when she ask for the money when you through be surprised bitch
It ain't if you got it
But you like a bitch with no ass you ain't got
I'm ill not sick
And I'm OK but my watch
Yea my sick
Yea my glock
And my knot
I'm it

I'm ill,
see

They say I'm rappin' BIG, Jay, and 2pac
Andre 3000 is Eryka Badu at
Who
Who that they goin' beat Lil Wayne
My name ain't Bic but I that flame man
Who that one that do that boy ya knew that the Swallow
And I be the shit now you got bowels
I don't O U two vowels
But I would for you to pay me by the hour
And I'd rather be pushin'
Then to be in the pen sharin'
Tony us this world was ours
And the told us every girl was sour
Don't play in her garden and don't her flower
me Mr. Carter or Mr. Lawn Mower
Boy I got so many bitches I'm Mike Lowry
Even Gwen said she couldn't doubt me
I say life ain't shit without me
Chrome lips pokin' out the coupe like it's poutin'
I do I do and you do what you can do about it
Bitch I can turn a rock into a mountain
me
Don't you compare me cause ain't nobody near me
don't see but they hear me
They don't feel me but they me I'm illi

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