Luyện nghe bài hát Armoire

For linx
Yellow gold, cold, my mink
I'm the the school of old, check out my ring
I won a super of hash,I saw the Mona Lisa blink
Not off my ass
Cause I like the Tower of Pisa on stained glass
At the church, funeral services for beat
Niggas tryna steal my style, I can hear 'em in my
Like young thieves outside break in your Z
28 or your Double S, hit your Trans-Am
For your big nose and you know them fools man
And I swear that no good, but I'm not surprised
it's all fair in the game
Of fucking these due to your street fame
This shit's wicked, deserves a
on my feet, I'm walking ancient history
Niggas is hype, tryna be like what we write
Ain't but that Jet Life

I'm talking stacks in the walls, floors,
A house made of money, what I'm building
(Cause this rap shit just my hustle baby, we chasing)
(Cause this rap shit my hustle baby, we paper chasing)
I'm talking pounds in the fridge, hundred stack in the
Constant of what the fuck we grind for
(Cause this rap shit just my baby, we paper chasing)
(Cause rap shit just my hustle baby, we paper chasing)

Still at it, Jet Set
I'm, from the city of choppers clappers and crackage
All levels completed, I'm All-Madden
Smoking out the wagon
just that "to the airport" action, I am more Mr. 2 Door
Still triple O game on my new hoes
More than one time was I that I was too cold
Gucci Mane, tryna be burr on these hoes
Foundation laid, and from that, a mansion
When my bring yo bitches home, ask her how that Caddy roll
You can that she was with daddy, just smell her clothes
Money and smoke, all I know

I'm talking in the walls, floors, ceilings
A house made of money, feel what I'm
(Cause this rap just my hustle baby, we paper chasing)
(Cause rap shit just my hustle baby, we paper chasing)
I'm talking pounds in the fridge, hundred in the armoire
Constant reminders of what the we grind for
(Cause this rap shit just my baby, we paper chasing)
(Cause this rap shit just my baby, we paper chasing)