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 hoes did I bone, bout (a million)
Uh-uh, uh-uh, it's (a million),
(a million) ways to die, choose one
(A million...)

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

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

Two]
All for the Dropout, I make the game different
I don't know what the hell y'all niggaz sniffing
'Ye still flicking, is my addiction
Five out the week, you'll find me in the kitchen
the game, nigga, unlike you
Cause these change the game, and the hook's right too
I'm unquick you
back in the Chi was buying tracks for dirt cheap, man, what could I do?
Knowing I s'posed to style, I'm the fly boy child
Bout to on Oprah, now
It's ironic and
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, us, booming like Master Aces
up, number one, and there's more to come
All I got for hoes is dick and bubble gum
While brick like Fred, Barney, Rubble and them
Chi-town in this bitch, what's fucking with
Not a damn thing, nigga, we our damn thing, BLAOW!

(A million)