Luyện nghe bài hát A Milli (Freemix)

Young
Ya dig
Mack I'm in

I'm a Millionaire,
I'm a Young Money Millionaire, than Nigerian hair,
My criteria compared to career just isn't fair,
I'm a venereal 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,
Cause my seconds, minutes, hours go to the dollar,
And the almighty of that cha cha cha cha chopper,
Sister, Brother, Son, Daughter, motherfuck a copper,
Got the Maserati dancin' on the pussy poppin',
Tell the coppers, ha ha ha ha you can't catch' em, you can't 'em,
I go by them rules
If you beat 'em then you pop 'em,
You man em then you mop 'em,
You can't em then you drop em,
You pop em we pop em like Orville Redenbacher

I'm ill

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

I'm ill,
see

They say I'm like BIG, Jay, and 2pac
3000 where is Eryka Badu at
Who
Who that said they goin' Lil Wayne
My name Bic but I keep that flame man
Who that one do that boy ya knew that true the Swallow
And I be the now you got loose bowels
I don't O U two vowels
But I would for you to pay me by the hour
And I'd be pushin' flowers
Then to be in the pen sharin'
Tony told us this was ours
And the bible told us girl was sour
play in her garden and don't smell her flower
Call me Mr. or Mr. Lawn Mower
Boy I got so bitches like I'm Mike Lowry
Even Gwen Stefani she couldn't doubt me
Motherfucker I say life ain't shit me
Chrome pokin' out the coupe look like it's poutin'
I do what I do and you do what you can do it
Bitch I can turn a crack rock into a
me
Don't you compare me cause there nobody near me
They see but they hear me
They don't me but they fear me I'm illi

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