Luyện nghe bài hát A Milli (The Four Performance)

Young
Ya dig
I'm goin' in
I'm a Millionaire,
I'm a Young Money Millionaire, than Nigerian hair,
My criteria compared to your just isn't fair,
I'm a disease like a menstrual bleed
Threw the and leak on the sheet of the tablet in my mind,
Cause I don't write shit 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, Father a copper,
Got the dancin' on the bridge pussy poppin',
Tell the coppers, ha ha ha ha you can't em, you can't stop 'em,
I go by them rules
If you can't beat 'em you pop 'em,
You can't man em you mop 'em,
You can't stand em you drop em,
You pop em cause we pop em Orville Redenbacher
I'm ill
A here a million there
Sicilian with long hair with coconut derrière
Like the thinnest air I open the Lamborghini
Hopin' them crackers see me like look at dat bastard
a beast he's a dog he's a muthfukin' problem
OK you're a goon but what's a (to a goblin)
Nothin' nothin' you ain't nothin'
On some fagot call 'em Dennis Rodman
me what you want bitch call me on my Sidekick
Never answer when 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 her name to my bitch
Yea that's my bitch
So when she ask for the money when you through don't be surprised
It ain't if you got it
But you like a bitch no ass you ain't got shit
Motherfucker I'm ill not
And I'm OK but my sick
Yea my sick
Yea my sick
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 they goin' beat Lil Wayne
My ain't Bic but I keep that flame man
Who that one that do that boy ya knew true the Swallow
And I be the shit now you got bowels
I O U like two vowels
But I would like for you to pay me by the
And I'd be pushin' flowers
Then to be in the pen sharin'
Tony us this world was ours
And the bible told us every was sour
Don't play in her garden and don't her flower
Call me Mr. or Mr. Lawn Mower
Boy I got so many bitches like I'm Mike
Even Gwen Stefani she couldn't doubt me
I say life ain't shit without me
Chrome lips pokin' out the coupe look like it's
I do what I do and you do what you can do it
Bitch I can turn a crack 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 fear me I'm
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