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 breaking it, making it, it
Nigga mistake me, think I'm selling that midget, nah for real
What the fuck a nigga really wanna about?
You a bitch, we ain't got to talk about
Shaking like a stripper, put that mac chicken in up in his
Skippa Da Flippa, he told me weigh it up, and it down
Migo Jerz, whipping that lambo, now watch it
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 bang 'em like OJ
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, with the rich nigga
At the Migo show, a nigga titties
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
right up on him, I'm pressing my nigga
And all he wanted was a
I used to smoke swishers, like a 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 they screaming out "Free Activis"
talking bout that Activis be discontinued
Check my cup of muddy trouble, got packs in the
Catch me riding with packs in my
Trap, trap dab when I'm on the
a brick, and remix it with the dog food
Diamond brick come with a on it, nigga you Blues Clues
24 karat my chain, Mr. T pity the
Master P, No money, bando jumping like a bungee
Kevin Hart, 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, cross the
You may never there catch me
the country, cross the country, cross the country
Coca leaves, and trees, we cross the country
Cross the country, cross the
She don't 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:
you in the streets, you know you gotta make a name
I stole a mustang, drop top, no
had a nigga, cause they know I'm in a gang
Taking pictures of a nigga, like a groupie, 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 outta jail, did the thing
I spent that money, money, coming like boomerang
Cocaine in her nose a septum ring
My be trapping the gas, propane
Hit the nigga a chopper, nigga bang bang
I was getting money, way the rap game
As a young nigga, used to the fake chain
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 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 in the trunk, you think I work at popeyes
The streets is a jungle, my nigga, you better
married 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 we keep the fire
Got that chopper, flip a nigga a domino
Young nigga, never made the honor roll
Hit his ass the 4 4, make him fold
Chattahoochee river, that nigga body float
On the nation, my we throwing up the Folks
She on a mission, trying to me, better get your ho
Big bank, little bank
Yellow diamonds on my rella, like a 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 know that a young rap
But a pussy better not provoke me
Came in the with the formula, sold it
Now I switch it up on you phonies
full of macaroni, Mac-11, run up on you
All you can eat in my trap, it's Shoney's
Rich Nigga Timeline: 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 moving to
My niggas extortion funds
We built an empire, like
QC the label, the gang
Already told you, I want the M&Ms;, fuck the
No shame in the game, I'm a with the nine
Like Deng, finna bang with the thing
Walking through the crowd, ain't gotta the chain
Get juuged, get capped, that's a part of the game, shit
Oh no, I done 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 right now, I wanna be him
Caught him two weeks 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, going up, no Makonnen
In the players pad, at the Caesar's
Out in Las Vegas, I'm Roman
All of Euros and Yen
I got money in
I told the Lord me for my sins
Cause I wanna do it again
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