Luyện nghe bài hát Auction

God is all I fear, machine is all I hear
Where are you? Tearing up the mall, I buy the out there
It's the bomb, no out gear
No shelter, Helta
Bubble like Seltzer
Look at me, king, melt ya
Bars and cars give the scrunchy face
Violate find out how your lung taste
Got to bungee, you don't want this hate
Yo, I can it down and watch it come back up
You food, but you really want this plate
Slow down, Diddy, killing them
Pictures on billboards, know bitches is feeling him
You still up like you helium
like spaceships, niggas thought it was aliens
This is Harlem, that push foreigns
Little homie shoot with the like James Harden
me, money, never to beg pardon
Jacuzzi in a Sprinter, take part in
Tell me where the is at and I'm departing

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

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

The tub is with roses
Coming to America money, we Jones it
Joffery, James Brown, now watch me
Keep going knowing they can't me
40 belows, the coats Rocky
Lambo same color as broccoli
Acting like when he was twenty something
Bitch seen the and came, I call that money cumming
Ask a couple of mills, I say twenty something
I'mma a keep on moving, I hear the drummer
Bright like them Square lights the way I bubble something
and ice for the Ruckers, I know the summer's 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 don't owe nothing

to the auction
We selling flows, riches glow solid
Big froze, flashy rings, all you need
What you 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

Let me show you how to up
Let me you how you do it when you leaning on a roadster
Let me you how you talking
up the way that you walking
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 sail to the box
Still send mails to my homie in the jail
Roll a big L, bump Big, and let a 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 came so far, GS Lex to G5
At I've trained
You say crazy good, we not sane
That's the I've tamed
These shots came b y frame, for no
Somebody gotta be filming
When you got this much God somebody be villainess
Somebody gotta be feeling like prophecy filling in
We be boss, somebody gotta be middle men
When you do it big somebody gotta belittle it
it's like the lottery picked us
And you ain't who you depicted in a lot of these

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