Luyện nghe bài hát Cross The Country

[Verse 1:
Young rich nigga, riding round the with the mac
Take a chopper, and a chicken, now the leakin'
Whipping and breaking it, it, taking it
Nigga they mistake me, think I'm selling that midget, nah for
What the a nigga really wanna talk about?
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 sold that
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 but young Takeoff, I'm a vet
told me trapping and dabbing gon' get that pussy wet
No Crocodile Dundee, vet
I wanna do, I do it, Nike check
I'm a young nigga, the rich nigga ambitions
At the Migo show, a autographing titties
There's levels to this shit Meek said
And you to admit it, I don't want to kick it
After my show, the gangster-ist nigga, he suspicious
Walk up on him, I'm pressing my nigga
And all he wanted was a
I used to swishers, like a regular nigga
Now I'm a backwoods type of
A nigga, he run up, tried to rob, I him
White people, still 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
Catch me riding with in my rental
Trap, trap dab I'm on the revenue
Cooking a brick, and it with the dog food
Diamond brick come with a note on it, nigga you Clues
24 karat my chain, Mr. T 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 it, she sucking me till a nigga be cumming

Quavo]
Cross the country, cross the
You may never there 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 understand English, but she me
Cross the country, cross the
I had to get a visa, cause I'm in and out the

[Verse 2:
When you in the streets, you know you gotta a name
I stole a mustang, top, no brain
Police had a nigga, they know I'm in a gang
pictures of a nigga, like a groupie, like a fan
On my first lick, only got a little bit of
Thinking like Obama, something 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 like boomerang
Cocaine in her like a septum ring
My nigga be the gas, propane
Hit the nigga with a chopper, bang bang
I was money, way before the rap game
As a young nigga, used to wear the fake
They say that I'm ignorant, $50,000 on a
You it ain't come from Johnny Dang
Fake watch busta can't me, no lie
Won't catch me the fake jewelry, I got too much pride
They killed my Pistol Pete, for a three-five
I pay the ticket, when are you die
When I'm in the kitchen, I be cooking crack
I got chickens in the trunk, you I work at popeyes
The is a jungle, my nigga, you better survive
Getting married to the nigga, that my bride
My gon' shine, might poke you in the eye
You selling by the ounce, my nigga, you just by
Put the birds in my hands, knows it gon' fly
Glah! Glah! Glah! In the bushes a spy
Nigga talking stupid, we don't let that fly
Talking crazy to the migos, boy you know we keep the
Got that chopper, flip a nigga a domino
Young rich nigga, never made the roll
Hit his ass with the 4 4, make him
river, where that nigga body float
On the nation, my nigga we up the Folks
She on a mission, trying to fuck me, better get ho
Big bank, little bank
Yellow diamonds on my rella, a moon cake
Two Glocks on my hip, Tomb Raider
Arnold Schwarzenegger, into the Terminator

Quavo]
[Verse 3:
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 nigga better not me
Came in the game 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, it's Shoney's
Rich Nigga That's my motherfucking testimony
Out in the desert, got bricks in the
Rich nigga, a pot of gold, like a leprechaun
And I'm thinking 'bout to Babylon
My niggas extortion funds
We built an empire, Megatron
QC the label, Migo the
Already told you, I want the M&Ms;, fuck the
No in the game, I'm a bull with the nine
Like Luol Deng, finna bang 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 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
Caught him two weeks in the club, with his mamacita
He had some on him, worth $100, so I took it from him
Took the first PJ across the country, got too hot for a
say he got work, now I own it
Now my squad, they up, no Makonnen
In the players pad, at the Palace
Out in Las Vegas, like I'm
All of Euros and Yen
I got in Berlin
I the Lord forgive me for my sins
Cause I don't wanna do it
Quavo]