Luyện nghe bài hát Hip Hop

You want something
That you you shouldn't have
But the more you know you shouldn't it
The more you it?
And one day, you get it, and it's so good to you
We got the droppin' everybody know
Where the money at, tell me to go
Niggas jokin', hundred rounds hit funny bone
short, nigga, but my money grown
Grind for years, nigga tried to fly to
Homie want a hundred mill, but he caught a years
Gettin' more money I care less
I'mma ball, double R on my head
Ross and Diddy got a all illuminated
Fornicatin', get your main lubricated
Came from the bottom, now a packin' fields
from the bottom, now the house on the hills
Can you see me ho? can you see me now?
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 wanna hit this
You went against the
Nigga watch you choke
In the of the greatest, so humbling
Boy, Bad Boy, and the double M
Reachin' for the stars, but my feet so
Speak to the boss, nigga, don't creep me
the Frank Mueller, I'm a sharpshooter
Can't jerk me homie, I let your do that
I'm still with them brick dealers
Affiliated with them trynna watch millions
You niggas
Fuckin' with the dream team, a thousand years
Pyrex boy, Montana, Straight
Put them feelings to the nigga
You say ready, but you not ready
We got the droppin' everybody know
Where money at, tell me where to go