Luyện nghe bài hát Hip Hop

You want something
you know you shouldn't have
But the more you you shouldn't have it
The you want it?
And one day, you get it, and it's so good to you
We got the straight everybody know
Where the money at, tell me to go
Niggas jokin', hundred hit your funny bone
short, nigga, but my money grown
Grind for years, nigga to fly to Belize
Homie want a hundred mill, but he a hundred years
Gettin' more money 'cuz I less
ball, double R on my head rest
Ross and Diddy got a all illuminated
Fornicatin', get your main lubricated
Came from the bottom, now a nigga packin'
from the bottom, now the house on the hills
Can you see me ho? Bitch can you see me
Got me on my Pac
When I caught my first lick, never lookin'
30 chains on, like a turtle neck
I see you broke
You hit this dough
You went the grain
Nigga gotta you choke
In the of the greatest, so humbling
Coke Boy, Bad Boy, and the M
for the stars, but my feet so grounded
Speak to the boss, nigga, don't creep me
Peep the Mueller, I'm a sharpshooter
Can't jerk me homie, I let skank do that
I'm still affiliated with them brick
Affiliated with them niggas trynna millions
You thousandaires
Fuckin' the dream team, need a thousand years
Pyrex boy, Montana, Straight
Put them feelings to the nigga
You say ya'll ready, but you not
We got the straight everybody know
Where that money at, me where to go