Luyện nghe bài hát Cream

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I'm cream, I'ma, I'ma 'bout cream (about that)
I'm about cream, I'ma, I'ma cream
About money and about that cream (hey, hey, hey)
I'm about cream, I'ma, 'bout cream

I'm about cream, I'm about cash
I'm about signs, where that brown bag?
I'm a big boi, 3 stacks,
For that bread I be in your house
I go deaf ears if it about no dough
Porsche mind state my Panamera flow
Offshore Royal oak, I got in 'em
Gucci jean suit, keep a thousand in 'em
Came up hard, food in the refrigerator
Now these haters breath need a respirator
Women beep me every they see me
DP on my way to DC
Ask niggas out in Florida they me well
bitches say I'm crazy out in ACL
F-ck the baby I'm about mine
Champagne in the air, it's time

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Just left my PO and everything
I'm getting money like the end getting closer
Money on my mind, on my radar
I'm getting paid, I'm on my Bernie Madoff
Money talks, walks, cut the legs off
Aim at your egg, turn that shit to
And if I fall, my money is my
Niggas can't see me like not looking
To the red flag, a pledge of
bitches don't want beef like vegans
I don't a care and if I do I take care of it
Haters dead waiting I ain't with that bearer shit
Never played lotto, I believe in luck
They tried to send me sugar, sweet enough
Maino whats poppin? Hustle nigga
This that money train, all aboard

I'm cream, homie I'm about bread
I'm about bad bitches that's head
I'm about to by hanging out the Benz
We getting money like we heard of the feds
The black Bentley Coupe rollin' like the
I 8 feet tall man I'm Shaq O'neil
I'm about guap baby, I'm about
Push the button in the doors to about
poppin mami, I be gettin' money now
I'm from but they love me out in Houston now
Say "hi" to life, bye to my days
I'm about a dollar, all day