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

[Verse
lot of people ask about the I made, even Just Blaze
How are they for real, is them niggaz paid?
I met, or, delt with direct
Is it true he won't send a beat until he get a check?
the position you hold?
Could you really 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 back to Ghost for D-dot on the low?
For the million time me
Questions Toni Braxton, harassing me
Like you don't about my son's feelings?
Can I get a minute, you wack I ain't gotta jack shit
You "Takeover", who running this rap shit?
Uggh, tits, shut up and make hits
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 to get paid
We do this for entertainment, bring guns to the arraignment
While the in the chamber, let one up out the chamber, BLAOW!

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

[Verse
All for the College Dropout, I make the different
I don't know the hell y'all niggaz been sniffing
'Ye still flicking, hoes is my
Five days out the week, you'll find me in the
the game, nigga, unlike you
Cause these beats change the game, and the hook's too
I'm like you
Cats back in the Chi was buying 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
ironic and whatnot
How I put no ice on the Bulgari watch, just to it hot
Now you see me on stages, my hit is
Two for them niggaz who played us
Features, raise us, booming Master Aces
Stand up, number one, and there's to come
All I got for is hard dick and bubble gum
While brick 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)