Luyện nghe bài hát Cross The Country

[Verse 1:
Young rich nigga, round the city with the mac
Take a chopper, and a chicken, now watch the
Whipping and it, making it, taking it
Nigga they me, think I'm selling that midget, nah for real
What the fuck a nigga really wanna talk
You a bitch, we ain't got nothing to about
like a stripper, put that 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 that reserved
I'm a hot boy, so you know I stay low
Quavo told me, trap on the block and bang 'em like OJ
You niggas are rookie but Takeoff, I'm a vet
'Set told me trapping and dabbing 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 autographing
There's levels to this like Meek said
And you embarrassed to it, I don't want to kick it
After my show, the nigga, he looking suspicious
Walk right up on him, I'm my nigga
And all he was a picture
I used to smoke swishers, like a regular
Now I'm a backwoods type of
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"
They talking bout Activis be discontinued
Check my cup of trouble, got packs in the attic
me riding with packs in my rental
Trap, trap dab when I'm on the
Cooking a brick, and remix it the dog food
brick come with a note on it, nigga you Blues Clues
24 my chain, Mr. T pity the fool
Master P, No Limit money, bando jumping a bungee
Hart, your money is too short, you too funny
Call me Takeoff Hugh Hefner, I got bunnies
Fuck it, I beat it, she me till a nigga be cumming

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Cross the country, cross the
You may never there catch me
Cross the country, the country, cross 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

[Verse 2:
When you in the streets, you know you make a name
I stole a mustang, drop top, no
Police had a nigga, cause know I'm in a gang
Taking pictures of a nigga, like a groupie, a fan
On my lick, only got a little 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 same
I spent that money, money, coming back boomerang
Cocaine in her nose a septum ring
My nigga be the gas, propane
Hit the nigga with a chopper, nigga bang
I was getting money, way before the rap
As a young nigga, used to wear the chain
say that I'm ignorant, $50,000 on a chain
You it ain't come from Johnny Dang
Fake busta can't bust me, no lie
Won't catch me with the fake jewelry, I got too pride
They killed my nigga Pete, for a three-five
I pay the ticket, are you gon' die
When I'm in the kitchen, I be crack pies
I got chickens in the trunk, you think I work at
The streets is a jungle, my nigga, you survive
married to the money nigga, that my bride
My gon' shine, might poke you in the eye
You selling by the ounce, my nigga, you getting by
Put the birds in my hands, knows when's it fly
Glah! Glah! Glah! In the bushes a spy
talking stupid, we don't let that shit fly
Talking to the migos, boy you know we keep the fire
Got that chopper, a nigga like a domino
Young rich nigga, never made the honor
Hit his ass the 4 4, make him fold
Chattahoochee river, where that nigga body
On the nation, my nigga we throwing up the
She on a mission, trying to me, better get your ho
Big bank, little bank
Yellow diamonds on my rella, a moon cake
Two on my hip, like Tomb Raider
Arnold Schwarzenegger, into the Terminator

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3: Quavo]
Cross the country, my he in Wyoming
And the only time I pull up on you, if a owe me
And the whole word know a young nigga rap
But a pussy better not provoke me
Came in the game with the formula, it
Now I switch it up on you phonies
full of macaroni, Mac-11, run up on you
All you can eat in my trap, like it's
Rich Nigga Timeline: That's my motherfucking
Out in the desert, got bricks in the
Rich nigga, a pot of gold, like a leprechaun
And I'm thinking 'bout moving to
My niggas extortion funds
We built an empire, like
QC the label, the gang
Already told you, I the M&Ms;, fuck the fame
No shame in the game, I'm a bull with the
Like Luol Deng, finna with the thing
through the crowd, ain't gotta tuck the chain
Get juuged, get capped, that's a part of the game, squad
Oh no, I done around the block and I don't see him
I paid a J $200, just to hit me he see him
If I was you right now, I wanna be him
Caught him two later in the club, with his mamacita
He had jewelry on him, worth $100, so I took it from him
Took the PJ across 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 players pad, at the Caesar's
Out in Las Vegas, I'm Roman
All of Euros and Yen
I got in Berlin
I told the Lord forgive me for my
Cause I don't wanna do it
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