Luyện nghe bài hát Cross The Country

[Verse 1:
Young rich nigga, riding the city with the mac
a chopper, and a chicken, now watch the leakin'
Whipping and breaking it, it, taking it
they mistake me, think I'm selling that midget, nah for real
What the a nigga really wanna talk about?
You a bitch, we ain't got nothing to about
Shaking like a stripper, put that mac in up in his mouth
Skippa Da Flippa, he told me it up, and bust it down
Migo Jerz, that lambo, now watch it swerve
J-1 got PT's, and sold reserved
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 told me trapping and dabbing gon' get that wet
No Crocodile Dundee, vet
Whatever I do, I do it, Nike check
I'm a young nigga, with the rich ambitions
At the show, a nigga autographing titties
There's levels to this shit like said
And you embarrassed to admit it, I don't want to it
After my show, the gangster-ist nigga, he looking
right up on him, I'm pressing my nigga
And all he was a picture
I to smoke swishers, like a regular nigga
Now I'm a type of nigga
A nigga, he run up, tried to rob, I him
White people, they still treat me I'm a victim
Now people they out "Free Activis"
They bout that Activis be discontinued
Check my cup of muddy trouble, got in the attic
Catch me with packs in my rental
Trap, trap dab I'm on the revenue
Cooking a brick, and remix it with the dog
Diamond brick come with a note on it, nigga you Blues
24 karat my chain, Mr. T the fool
P, No Limit money, bando jumping like a bungee
Kevin Hart, money is too short, you too funny
Call me Hugh Hefner, I got playboy bunnies
Fuck it, I beat it, she sucking me till a be cumming

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

2: Offset]
When you in the streets, you know you gotta a name
I stole a mustang, drop top, no
Police had a nigga, cause they I'm in a gang
pictures of a nigga, like a groupie, like a fan
On my first lick, only got a bit of change
Thinking like Obama, something change
Did a lot of dirt, I had to sit up in the
When I got outta jail, did the thing
I spent that money, money, coming back boomerang
Cocaine in her nose like a septum
My nigga be the gas, propane
Hit the nigga a chopper, nigga bang bang
I was getting money, way the rap game
As a young nigga, to wear the fake chain
say that I'm ignorant, $50,000 on a chain
You know it ain't come Johnny Dang
Fake busta can't bust me, no lie
Won't catch me with the jewelry, I got too much pride
They killed my Pistol Pete, for a three-five
I pay the ticket, when are you die
I'm in the kitchen, I be cooking crack pies
I got chickens in the trunk, you I work at popeyes
The streets is a jungle, my nigga, you survive
Getting to the money nigga, that my bride
My diamonds gon' shine, poke you in the eye
You selling by the ounce, my nigga, you 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 a domino
Young 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 me, better get your ho
Big bank, take bank
Yellow diamonds on my rella, a moon cake
Two Glocks on my hip, like Tomb
Arnold Schwarzenegger, into the Terminator

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3: Quavo]
Cross the country, my plug he in
And the time I pull up on you, if a nigga owe me
And the word know that a young nigga rap
But a pussy nigga not provoke me
in the game with the formula, sold it
Now I gotta switch it up on you
Pocket of macaroni, Mac-11, run up on you
All you can eat in my trap, it's Shoney's
Rich Timeline: That's my motherfucking testimony
Out in the desert, got in the donkey
Rich nigga, with a pot of gold, a leprechaun
And I'm thinking moving to Babylon
My niggas extortion funds
We built an empire, like
QC the label, the gang
Already told you, I want the M&Ms;, fuck the
No shame in the game, I'm a with the nine
Like Luol Deng, bang with the thing
Walking through the crowd, ain't gotta tuck the
Get juuged, get capped, that's a part of the game, shit
Oh no, I done rolled around the block and I see him
I paid a J $200, to hit me when he see him
If I was you right now, I wouldn't be him
Caught him two later in the club, with his mamacita
He had some jewelry on him, worth $100, so I took it him
Took the first PJ the country, got too hot for a moment
say he got work, now I own it
Now my squad, they up, no Makonnen
In the pad, at the Caesar's Palace
Out in Las Vegas, I'm Roman
All types of and Yen
I got in Berlin
I the Lord forgive me for my sins
Cause I don't wanna do it
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