Luyện nghe bài hát Another Dollar

AKA John
AKA Mickens
AKA Mickens

I'm the king I floss rings, the new Mickens
Uhh, I'm stayin' rich and the haters bitchin'
From New York to Richmond, my is sickenin'
Ice drips, frost bits, so
I got to rewrite this mackin' game,
in the barber shop, knowin' haters is shady
Maybe, they sex young and whips

But I got Lesbo Combos stick-shifts
For no chips, I'm seein' four to lips
Let me tell ya 'bout my life-style, and chips, sick
Mr.Smith, the rarest
Separate the from 'hoes like chronic seeds
Miraculous lyrical
Practice this, stop bein'
On mattresses your legs up in the air
Splash the crisp John Micks, a

day, anutha dolla
Anutha day, dolla
Anutha day, dolla
day, anutha dolla

My five hundred is fully funded
Joints I pumps, my pockets the mumps
I'm the and the costliest
Feel the force of lyrical arsonist
Hotter than a yacht with
Chicks in choppers with they thong proper
The crisp poppa drama like soap operas
The show stopper if you playas don't proper

I'm the jiggliest, bitch, shit the
Wonderin' why front on who's the williest
Chill, relax, you will fall
Ten mill, ten plaques my wall
You stall, mix large, I see
Mash ya like roaches cop diamond broaches
Super calla never the alladocious
Sin the fellas, get and you can quote this

day, anutha dolla
Anutha day, anutha
Anutha day, anutha
Anutha day, dolla

I'm the M C that you to be
Competition is dead, 'coz none of all live as me
Handsome moody, I keep it raw,
So save all the good fella
So iced up, they call me Everest
The many get honey ways draped over my
I run game from Fort to Maine
I keep ya head like dope is in your vein

Hail to the king Cajone a ling
I buy ya clicks loyalty with one ring
be above average to grow Cabbage
I Havoc, do damage
Don't have it up to par
You, get ya black ass like Mardi Grass
soup too hittin' me off in yo' car
Blaze her in the alley she actin' Bourgeoisie

Anutha day, anutha
day, anutha dolla
Anutha day, dolla
Anutha day, anutha

Man hard bein' the king, baby
But someone's do it, haha