Luyện nghe bài hát A Million And One

OKAY, I RELOADED! (The Crew!)

(a million)

I freestyle battle for (a million)
How many niggaz bit the soul, (a million)
How many hoes did I bone, (a million)
Uh-uh, uh-uh, (a million), uh-uh
(a million) ways to die, choose one
(A million...)

[Verse
lot of people ask about the money I made, Just Blaze
How are they for real, is them niggaz paid?
Rappers I met, or, delt with
Is it true he won't a beat tape until he get a check?
the position you hold?
Could you master Neptunes, check my check, and "H to the Izzo", the only single that went gold?
If Roc-a-fella shit, fold, and you back to the "Go"
Is it to Ghost producer for D-dot on the low?
For the million asking me
Questions like Braxton, harassing me
you don't care about my son's feelings?
Can I get a minute, you wack bitch? I ain't gotta jack
You heard "Takeover", who running this rap
Uggh, fake tits, shut up and hits
Can't we all just get along, love, like "take six"?
What, you doing beats in LA for Eminem and Dr
niggaz sold ten mil, I'm trying to get paid
We do this shit for entertainment, bring to the arraignment
the judge in the chamber, let one up out the chamber, BLAOW!

How many did I wait, about (a million)
How many niggaz tryna hate, (a million)
But when a count his cake, it's like (a million)

Two]
All for the College Dropout, I make the game
I don't know what the hell y'all niggaz sniffing
'Ye still flicking, hoes is my
days out the week, you'll find me in the kitchen
Snatching the game, nigga, you
Cause beats change the game, and the hook's right too
I'm unquick you
Cats back in the Chi was buying tracks for dirt cheap, man, what I do?
Knowing I s'posed to style, I'm the fly boy poster
Bout to on Oprah, now
It's and whatnot
How I put no ice on the Bulgari watch, to make it hot
Now you see me on stages, my hit is
Two pages for them niggaz who us
Features, raise us, booming like Master
Stand up, number one, and there's more to
All I got for is hard dick and bubble gum
While y'all like Fred, Barney, Rubble and them
Chi-town in this bitch, what's with them?
Not a damn thing, nigga, we doing our thing, BLAOW!

(A million)