Luyện nghe bài hát Auction

God is all I fear, machine is all I hear
Where are Tearing up the mall, I buy the mall out there
the bomb, no fall out gear
No shelter, Helta
Bubble Alka Seltzer
Look at me, king, melt ya
Bars and cars give them the scrunchy
Violate find out how your lung taste
Got money to bungee, you want this hate
Yo, I can throw it down and watch it come up
You food, but you really want this plate
down, Diddy, you're killing them
Pictures on billboards, know them bitches is him
You blowing up like you helium
like spaceships, niggas thought it was aliens
This is Harlem, that push foreigns
Little homie with the left like James Harden
Excuse me, money, to beg pardon
Jacuzzi in a Sprinter, models take in
Tell me where the is at and I'm departing

Welcome to the
We flows, riches glow, solid gold
Big chains froze, rings, all you need
What you want nigga, you see
Nigga, to the auction, we got it all
ball, fortune fame, riches, cars
Vintage frames, to pour, minks to the floor
Nigga, you already

I'm chosen, something like
Comes out golden I compose it
Watch gruesome, chain

The tub filled is roses
Coming to America money, we Jones it
Joffery, James Brown, now watch me
Keep going knowing they stop me
Wearing 40 belows, the coats
truck same color as broccoli
Acting like when he was twenty something
Bitch seen the and came, I call that money cumming
Ask what's a of mills, I say twenty something
I'mma a on moving, I hear the drummer coming
Bright like Time Square lights the way I bubble something
Nights and ice for the Ruckers, I know the coming
Dyckman, double parked, all the niggas just the frontin'
I'm like, "fuck it nigga, then show something"
I'm shining like I can glow or something
Throwing money in the air, but I owe them nothing

Welcome to the
We selling flows, riches solid gold
Big chains froze, flashy rings, all you
What you want nigga, you see
welcome to the auction, we got it all
Soul ball, fortune fame, riches,
Vintage frames, to pour, minks to the floor
you already know

Let me you how to post up
Let me show you how you do it when you on a roadster
Let me show you how you
Switch up the way that you
You can get it at the

All facade rapping and jaw yapping
Nigga, the fuck up and watch God happen
rain, sleet, or hail, no sales stop
Crib on the island, gotta to the mail box
Still send to my homie in the jail spot
Roll a big L, Big, and let a shell pop
tail wifey to the nail shop
So you can get and she won't drop her Chanel box
Get on my city, nigga, westside ride, eastside
Sheeeze, I so far, GS Lex to G5 planes
At least I've
You say it's good, we not sane
That's the beast I've
shots came b y frame, for no reason
Somebody be filming this
When you got this much God somebody gotta be
Somebody gotta be feeling like prophecy filling in
We gotta be boss, somebody gotta be men
When you do it this big somebody gotta it
Literally it's the lottery picked us
And you who you depicted in a lot of these pictures

Welcome to the
We selling flows, riches solid gold
Big chains froze, flashy rings, all you
you want nigga, what you see
Nigga to the auction, we got it all
Soul ball, fortune fame, riches,
frames, drinks to pour, minks to the floor
Nigga you know