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 watch the
Whipping and it, making it, taking it
they mistake me, think I'm selling that midget, nah for real
What the fuck a 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 me weigh it up, and bust it down
Migo Jerz, 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 are rookie but young Takeoff, I'm a vet
'Set told me trapping and dabbing gon' get pussy wet
No Dundee, Stingray vet
Whatever I do, I do it, Nike check
I'm a young nigga, with the rich ambitions
At the Migo show, a autographing titties
There's levels to this shit like said
And you to admit it, I don't want to kick it
my show, the gangster-ist nigga, he looking suspicious
Walk right up on him, I'm my nigga
And all he wanted was a
I used to smoke swishers, like a regular
Now I'm a backwoods 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 talking that Activis be discontinued
Check my cup of muddy trouble, got in the attic
Catch me with packs in my rental
Trap, dab when I'm on the revenue
Cooking a brick, and remix it the dog food
Diamond brick come a note on it, nigga you Blues Clues
24 my chain, Mr. T pity the fool
P, No Limit money, bando jumping like 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

[Hook:
the country, cross the country
You may never been catch me
Cross the country, the country, cross the country
Coca leaves, and trees, we cross the country
Cross the country, cross the
She understand English, but she want me
Cross the country, the country
I had to get a visa, I'm in and out the country

[Verse 2:
When you in the streets, you you gotta make a name
I stole a mustang, top, no brain
Police had a nigga, cause they know I'm in a
Taking of a nigga, like a groupie, like a fan
On my first lick, only got a little bit of
Thinking like Obama, 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, back like 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 before the rap
As a nigga, used to wear the fake chain
say that I'm ignorant, $50,000 on a chain
You know it ain't come from Johnny
watch busta can't bust me, no lie
Won't catch me the fake jewelry, I got too much pride
killed my nigga Pistol Pete, for a three-five
I pay the ticket, are you gon' 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
Getting married to the nigga, that my bride
My diamonds gon' shine, might 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 bushes a spy
Nigga stupid, we don't let that shit fly
Talking crazy to the migos, boy you we keep the fire
Got that chopper, flip a nigga a domino
Young rich nigga, never the honor roll
Hit his ass the 4 4, make him fold
Chattahoochee river, where that body float
On the nation, my we throwing up the Folks
She on a mission, to fuck me, better get your ho
Big bank, little bank
Yellow diamonds on my rella, a moon cake
Two Glocks on my hip, like Tomb
Arnold Schwarzenegger, turn into the

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3: Quavo]
Cross the country, my he in Wyoming
And the only I pull up on you, if a nigga owe me
And the whole word that a young nigga rap
But a pussy nigga not provoke me
in the game with the formula, sold it
Now I gotta 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
Nigga Timeline: 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 'bout moving to Babylon
My niggas collecting funds
We built an empire, Megatron
QC the label, the gang
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 with the thing
Walking through the crowd, gotta tuck the chain
Get juuged, get capped, that's a part of the game, 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 weeks in the club, with his mamacita
He had some jewelry on him, worth $100, so I it from 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 going up, no
In the pad, at the Caesar's 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 don't do it again
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