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'
and breaking it, making it, taking it
Nigga they mistake me, think I'm selling that midget, nah for
What the fuck a nigga really talk about?
You a bitch, we got nothing to talk about
Shaking like a stripper, put that mac in up in his mouth
Skippa Da Flippa, he told me weigh it up, and it down
Migo Jerz, whipping lambo, now watch it swerve
J-1 got PT's, and sold reserved
I'm a hot boy, so you know I stay low
told me, trap on the block and bang 'em like OJ Mayo
You niggas are but young Takeoff, I'm a vet
told me trapping and dabbing gon' get that pussy wet
No Crocodile Dundee, vet
Whatever I do, I do it, Nike check
I'm a nigga, with the rich nigga ambitions
At the Migo show, a autographing titties
There's levels to shit like Meek said
And you embarrassed to admit it, I want to kick it
After my show, the nigga, he looking suspicious
Walk right up on him, I'm pressing my
And all he wanted was a
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 me like I'm a victim
Now people they out "Free Activis"
They bout that Activis be discontinued
Check my cup of trouble, got packs in the attic
Catch me riding packs in my rental
Trap, trap dab when I'm on the
Cooking a brick, and remix it with the dog
Diamond brick come with a note on it, nigga you Clues
24 karat my chain, Mr. T pity the
Master P, No Limit money, bando jumping a bungee
Kevin Hart, money is too short, you too funny
Call me Takeoff Hefner, I got playboy bunnies
Fuck it, I beat it, she sucking me till a be cumming

Quavo]
Cross the country, cross the
You may never there catch me
Cross the country, cross the country, the country
Coca leaves, and palm trees, we cross the
Cross the country, the country
She understand English, but she want 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 you gotta make a name
I stole a mustang, top, no brain
had a nigga, cause they know I'm in a gang
Taking of a nigga, like a groupie, like a fan
On my first lick, only got a little bit of
like 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 spent that money, money, coming back like
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 know it ain't from Johnny Dang
watch busta can't bust me, no lie
Won't me with the fake jewelry, I got too much pride
killed my nigga Pistol Pete, for a three-five
I pay the ticket, when are you die
When I'm in the kitchen, I be crack pies
I got in the trunk, you think I work at popeyes
The streets is a jungle, my nigga, you survive
Getting to the money 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 when's it 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
rich nigga, never made the honor roll
Hit his ass with the 4 4, make him
Chattahoochee river, where 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 little
Yellow diamonds on my rella, like a moon
Two on my hip, like Tomb Raider
Schwarzenegger, turn into the Terminator

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[Verse 3:
Cross the country, my he in Wyoming
And the only time I up on you, if a nigga owe me
And the whole word know a young nigga rap
But a nigga better not provoke me
Came in the game the formula, sold it
Now I gotta 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 That's my motherfucking testimony
Out in the desert, got in the donkey
Rich nigga, a pot of gold, like a leprechaun
And I'm 'bout moving to Babylon
My niggas extortion funds
We built an empire, like
QC the label, Migo the
Already told you, I want the M&Ms;, the fame
No in the game, I'm a bull with the nine
Like Luol Deng, finna bang the thing
Walking through the crowd, ain't gotta 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 later in the club, with his
He had some jewelry on him, worth $100, so I took it him
Took the 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, I'm Roman
All of Euros and Yen
I got money in
I the Lord forgive me for my sins
Cause I wanna do it again
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