Luyện nghe bài hát Cross The Country

[Verse 1:
Young rich nigga, riding round the city the mac
Take a chopper, and a chicken, now watch the
Whipping and breaking it, making it, it
Nigga they mistake me, think I'm selling that midget, nah for
the fuck a nigga really wanna talk about?
You a bitch, we ain't got to talk about
Shaking like a stripper, put mac chicken in up in his mouth
Skippa Da Flippa, he told me it up, and bust it down
Jerz, whipping that lambo, now watch it swerve
J-1 got PT's, and sold that
I'm a hot boy, so you know I gotta low
Quavo told me, on the block and bang 'em like OJ Mayo
You are rookie but young Takeoff, I'm a vet
'Set me trapping and dabbing gon' get that pussy wet
No Dundee, Stingray vet
I wanna do, I do it, Nike check
I'm a young nigga, the rich nigga ambitions
At the Migo show, a nigga titties
There's to this shit like Meek said
And you embarrassed to admit it, I don't to kick it
After my show, the nigga, he looking suspicious
right up on him, I'm pressing my nigga
And all he was a picture
I used to smoke swishers, a regular nigga
Now I'm a type of nigga
A nigga, he run up, tried to rob, I him
White people, they treat me like I'm a victim
Now people screaming out "Free Activis"
talking bout that Activis be discontinued
Check my cup of muddy trouble, got packs in the
Catch me riding with packs in my
Trap, dab when I'm on the revenue
a brick, and remix it with the dog food
Diamond brick with a note on it, nigga you Blues Clues
24 my chain, Mr. T pity the fool
Master P, No Limit money, bando jumping like a
Kevin Hart, your money is too short, you too
Call me Hugh Hefner, I got playboy bunnies
Fuck it, I beat it, she sucking me till a nigga be

Quavo]
Cross the country, the country
You may never been catch me
Cross the country, cross the country, the country
leaves, and palm trees, we cross the country
Cross the country, cross the
She don't English, but she want me
Cross the country, cross the
I had to get a visa, I'm in and out the country

[Verse 2:
When you in the streets, you know you gotta make a
I stole a mustang, drop top, no
Police had a nigga, cause know I'm in a gang
Taking pictures of a nigga, a groupie, like a fan
On my first lick, got a little bit of change
Thinking Obama, something gotta change
Did a lot of dirt, I had to sit up in the
I got outta jail, did the same thing
I that money, money, coming back like boomerang
Cocaine in her nose a septum ring
My nigga be the gas, propane
Hit the nigga a chopper, nigga bang bang
I was money, way before the rap game
As a young nigga, used to wear the fake
say that I'm ignorant, $50,000 on a chain
You know it ain't come from Johnny
Fake watch busta can't me, no lie
Won't catch me with the fake jewelry, I got too much
They killed my nigga Pistol Pete, for a
I pay the ticket, are you gon' die
When I'm in the kitchen, I be cooking crack
I got in the trunk, you think I work at popeyes
The streets is a jungle, my nigga, you survive
Getting married to the money nigga, that my
My diamonds gon' shine, poke you in the eye
You by the ounce, my nigga, you just getting by
Put the in my hands, knows when's it gon' fly
Glah! Glah! Glah! In the like a spy
Nigga talking stupid, we let that shit fly
Talking crazy to the migos, boy you know we keep the
Got that chopper, flip a nigga like a
rich nigga, never made the honor roll
Hit his ass with the 4 4, make him
river, where that nigga body float
On the nation, my nigga we throwing up the
She on a mission, trying to fuck me, get your ho
Big bank, take bank
Yellow diamonds on my rella, a moon cake
Two on my hip, like Tomb Raider
Arnold Schwarzenegger, turn into the

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[Verse 3:
the country, my plug he in Wyoming
And the time I pull up on you, if a nigga owe me
And the whole word know that a nigga rap
But a pussy better not provoke me
Came in the with the formula, sold it
Now I switch it up on you phonies
Pocket of macaroni, Mac-11, run up on you
All you can eat in my trap, like it's
Rich Nigga Timeline: my motherfucking testimony
Out in the desert, got in the donkey
Rich nigga, with a pot of gold, like a
And I'm thinking 'bout moving to
My niggas collecting funds
We built an empire, Megatron
QC the label, Migo the
Already told you, I the M&Ms;, fuck the fame
No shame in the game, I'm a with the nine
Like Luol Deng, bang with the thing
Walking through the crowd, gotta tuck the chain
Get juuged, get capped, that's a part of the game, shit
Oh no, I rolled around the block and I don't see him
I a J $200, just to hit me when he see him
If I was you now, I wouldn't wanna be him
him two weeks later in the club, with his mamacita
He had some on him, worth $100, so I took it from him
the first PJ across the country, got too hot for a moment
say he got work, now I own it
Now my squad, going up, no Makonnen
In the players pad, at the Palace
Out in Las Vegas, like I'm
All types of and Yen
I got in Berlin
I told the Lord me for my sins
Cause I wanna do it again
Quavo]