Luyện nghe bài hát Cross The Country

[Verse 1:
Young rich nigga, riding the city with the mac
Take a chopper, and a chicken, now the leakin'
Whipping and it, making it, taking it
Nigga they 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 told me it up, and bust it down
Migo Jerz, whipping that lambo, now it swerve
J-1 got PT's, and sold reserved
I'm a hot boy, so you know I gotta low
told me, trap on the block and bang 'em like OJ Mayo
You niggas are but young Takeoff, I'm a vet
'Set told me trapping and gon' get that pussy wet
No Dundee, Stingray vet
Whatever I wanna do, I do it, check
I'm a young nigga, the rich nigga ambitions
At the Migo show, a nigga autographing
levels to this shit like Meek said
And you embarrassed to it, I don't want to kick it
After my show, the gangster-ist nigga, he suspicious
Walk right up on him, I'm my nigga
And all he was a picture
I used to swishers, like a regular nigga
Now I'm a backwoods of nigga
A nigga, he run up, to rob, I shot him
White people, they still treat me like I'm a
Now people screaming out "Free Activis"
They bout that Activis be discontinued
Check my cup of trouble, got packs in the attic
Catch me riding with in my rental
Trap, dab when 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 my chain, Mr. T pity the fool
Master P, No Limit money, bando like a bungee
Hart, your money is too short, you too funny
Call me Hugh Hefner, I got playboy bunnies
Fuck it, I beat it, she sucking me till a be cumming

Quavo]
Cross the country, the country
You may never there catch me
the country, cross the country, cross the country
Coca leaves, and palm trees, we cross the
the country, cross 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 know you gotta make a
I a mustang, drop 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, got a little bit of change
Thinking 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 boomerang
Cocaine in her like a septum ring
My nigga be trapping the gas,
Hit the with a chopper, nigga bang bang
I was money, way before the rap game
As a young nigga, to wear the fake chain
They say that I'm ignorant, $50,000 on a
You know it ain't from Johnny Dang
Fake watch busta bust me, no lie
Won't catch me with the fake jewelry, I got too pride
killed 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 I work at popeyes
The streets is a jungle, my nigga, you better
Getting to the money nigga, that my bride
My gon' shine, might poke you in the eye
You by the ounce, my nigga, you just getting by
Put the in my hands, knows when's it gon' 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 the fire
Got chopper, flip a nigga like a domino
rich nigga, never made the honor roll
Hit his ass the 4 4, make him fold
river, where that nigga body float
On the nation, my we throwing up the Folks
She on a mission, to fuck me, better get your ho
Big bank, take little
Yellow diamonds on my rella, like a moon
Two Glocks on my hip, like Tomb
Schwarzenegger, turn into the Terminator

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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 know that a young rap
But a pussy better not provoke me
Came in the game with the formula, 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, like Shoney's
Rich Nigga Timeline: That's my motherfucking
Out in the desert, got bricks in the
Rich nigga, with a pot of gold, a leprechaun
And I'm thinking moving to Babylon
My niggas extortion funds
We built an empire, Megatron
QC the label, Migo the
Already told you, I want the M&Ms;, the fame
No shame in the game, I'm a bull with the
Like Luol Deng, finna bang with the
Walking the crowd, ain't gotta tuck the chain
Get juuged, get capped, that's a part of the game, shit
Oh no, I rolled 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 wouldn't be him
Caught him two weeks later in the club, with his
He had some on him, worth $100, so I took 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, going up, no Makonnen
In the pad, at the Caesar's Palace
Out in Las Vegas, I'm Roman
All types of and Yen
I got in Berlin
I told the forgive me for my sins
Cause I don't wanna do it
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