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 breaking it, it, taking it
Nigga they 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 talk
like a stripper, put that mac chicken in up in his mouth
Skippa Da Flippa, he told me weigh it up, and bust it
Migo Jerz, whipping lambo, now watch it swerve
J-1 got PT's, and sold that
I'm a hot boy, so you I gotta stay low
Quavo told me, trap on the block and 'em like OJ Mayo
You niggas are rookie but Takeoff, I'm a vet
'Set me trapping and dabbing gon' get that pussy wet
No Dundee, Stingray vet
Whatever I wanna do, I do it, Nike
I'm a young nigga, with the rich ambitions
At the show, a nigga autographing titties
There's levels to shit 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 pressing my
And all he was a picture
I used to smoke swishers, a regular nigga
Now I'm a backwoods of nigga
A nigga, he run up, to rob, I shot him
White people, they treat me like I'm a victim
Now people screaming out "Free Activis"
They talking bout that Activis be
Check my cup of muddy trouble, got packs in the
Catch me riding packs in my rental
Trap, trap dab I'm on the revenue
Cooking a brick, and remix it the dog food
Diamond come with a note on it, nigga you Blues Clues
24 karat my chain, Mr. T the fool
Master P, No Limit money, bando jumping a bungee
Kevin Hart, your is too short, you too funny
Call me Hugh Hefner, I got playboy bunnies
Fuck it, I beat it, she me till a nigga be cumming

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

[Verse 2:
When you in the streets, you know you gotta make a
I stole a mustang, top, no brain
Police had a nigga, cause they know I'm in a
pictures of a nigga, like a groupie, like a fan
On my first lick, only got a bit of change
like Obama, something gotta change
Did a lot of dirt, I had to sit up in the
When I got jail, did the same thing
I spent that money, money, coming back boomerang
in her nose like a septum ring
My be trapping the gas, propane
Hit the nigga with a chopper, bang bang
I was getting money, way the rap game
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 me with the fake jewelry, I got too much pride
They my nigga 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 think I at popeyes
The streets is a jungle, my nigga, you survive
married to the money nigga, that my bride
My diamonds shine, might poke you in the eye
You by the ounce, my nigga, you just getting by
Put the birds in my hands, when's it gon' fly
Glah! Glah! Glah! In the like a spy
Nigga talking stupid, we let that shit fly
Talking to the migos, boy you know we keep the fire
Got that chopper, flip a like a domino
Young rich nigga, never made the roll
Hit his ass with the 4 4, him fold
Chattahoochee river, where that body float
On the nation, my we throwing up the Folks
She on a mission, trying to me, better get your ho
Big bank, take bank
Yellow on my rella, like a moon cake
Two Glocks on my hip, like Tomb
Arnold Schwarzenegger, into the Terminator

[Hook:
[Verse 3:
the country, my plug he in Wyoming
And the only time I up on you, if a nigga owe me
And the whole word that a young nigga rap
But a pussy nigga not provoke me
Came in the game the formula, sold it
Now I gotta switch it up on you
full 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
nigga, with a pot of gold, like a leprechaun
And I'm 'bout moving to Babylon
My niggas collecting extortion
We built an empire, like
QC the label, the gang
told you, I want the M&Ms;, fuck the fame
No shame in the game, I'm a bull with the
Like Deng, finna bang with the thing
Walking the crowd, ain't gotta tuck the chain
Get juuged, get capped, that's a of the game, squad shit
Oh no, I done rolled around the and I don't see him
I paid a J $200, just to hit me he see him
If I was you now, I wouldn't 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 going up, no
In the players pad, at the Palace
Out in Las Vegas, like I'm
All of Euros and Yen
I got in Berlin
I told the forgive me for my sins
Cause I wanna do it again
Quavo]