Luyện nghe bài hát Auction

God is all I fear, machine is all I hear
are you? Tearing up the mall, I buy the mall out there
It's the bomb, no fall out
No shelter, Helta
Bubble Alka Seltzer
at me, king, I'll 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 don't really this plate
Slow down, Diddy, you're killing
on billboards, know them bitches is feeling him
You blowing up like you helium
Cars like spaceships, thought it was aliens
This is Harlem, niggas that push
Little homie shoot with the left like Harden
me, money, never to beg pardon
Jacuzzi in a Sprinter, models take in
me where the money is at and I'm departing

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

I'm chosen, like Beethoven
Comes out golden anytime I it
Watch gruesome, ferocious

The tub filled is with
to America money, we Earl Jones it
King Joffery, James Brown, now me
Keep going knowing they stop me
Wearing 40 belows, the coats
Lambo truck same color as
Acting Tyson when he was twenty something
Bitch the money and came, I call that money cumming
Ask what's a couple of mills, I say something
I'mma a keep on moving, I hear the coming
Bright like them Time Square lights the way I something
Nights and ice for the Ruckers, I know the summer's
Dyckman, double parked, all the just love the frontin'
I'm like, "fuck it nigga, then them something"
'Cause I'm shining like I can or something
Throwing in the air, but I don't owe them nothing

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

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

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

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