Luyện nghe bài hát Cross The Country

[Verse 1:
Young rich nigga, riding round the city 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 wanna about?
You a bitch, we got nothing to talk about
Shaking a stripper, put that mac chicken in up in his mouth
Skippa Da Flippa, he told me weigh it up, and bust it
Migo Jerz, that lambo, now watch it swerve
J-1 got PT's, and sold reserved
I'm a hot boy, so you know I gotta low
Quavo me, trap on the block and bang 'em like OJ Mayo
You niggas are rookie but Takeoff, I'm a vet
'Set told me trapping and dabbing get that pussy wet
No Crocodile Dundee, vet
Whatever I do, I do it, Nike check
I'm a young nigga, with the rich ambitions
At the Migo show, a nigga titties
There's 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 looking
right up on him, I'm pressing my nigga
And all he was a picture
I used to smoke swishers, like a regular
Now I'm a backwoods of nigga
A nigga, he run up, to rob, I shot him
White people, they still me like I'm a victim
Now people screaming 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, trap dab when I'm on the
Cooking a brick, and remix it the dog food
Diamond brick come with a on it, nigga you Blues Clues
24 karat my chain, Mr. T the fool
Master P, No money, bando jumping like a bungee
Kevin Hart, money is too short, you too funny
me Takeoff Hugh Hefner, I got playboy bunnies
Fuck it, I beat it, she me till a nigga be cumming

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

2: Offset]
When you in the streets, you know you gotta make a
I a mustang, drop 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, got a little bit of change
Thinking like Obama, something gotta
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 back like
Cocaine in her like a septum ring
My nigga be trapping the gas,
Hit the nigga with a chopper, bang bang
I was getting money, way before the rap
As a young nigga, used to wear the fake
They say I'm ignorant, $50,000 on a chain
You know it ain't come from Dang
Fake watch 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, when are you die
When I'm in the kitchen, I be crack pies
I got chickens in the trunk, you think I work at
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 selling by the ounce, my nigga, you getting by
Put the birds in my hands, when's it gon' fly
Glah! Glah! Glah! In the bushes a spy
Nigga talking stupid, we don't let shit fly
Talking to the migos, boy you know we keep the fire
Got that chopper, flip a nigga like a
Young nigga, never made the honor roll
Hit his ass with the 4 4, him fold
river, where that nigga body float
On the nation, my we throwing up the Folks
She on a mission, trying to fuck me, better get ho
Big bank, take little
Yellow diamonds on my rella, a moon cake
Two Glocks on my hip, Tomb Raider
Arnold Schwarzenegger, into the Terminator

Quavo]
[Verse 3:
the country, my plug he in Wyoming
And the time I pull up on you, if a nigga owe me
And the whole know that a young nigga rap
But a nigga better not provoke me
Came in the game 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
Nigga Timeline: That's my motherfucking testimony
Out in the desert, got in the donkey
Rich nigga, with a pot of gold, like a
And I'm 'bout moving to Babylon
My collecting extortion funds
We built an empire, like
QC the label, Migo the
Already told you, I the M&Ms;, fuck the fame
No shame in the game, I'm a bull the nine
Like Luol Deng, bang with the thing
Walking through the crowd, ain't gotta tuck the
Get juuged, get capped, a part of the game, squad shit
Oh no, I done rolled 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 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 first PJ across the country, got too hot for a
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 types of and Yen
I got money in
I told the Lord forgive me for my
Cause I wanna do it again
Quavo]