Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Illi

Wayne)
money! (ya dig)
Yeah!

Ima Millionaire,
Im a Young Money Millie in aire, than Nigerian hair,
My criteria compared to career just isnt fair,
Ima venereal disease a menstrual bleed..
Threw the and leak the sheet of the tablet in my mind,
Cuz I dont write shit cuz I got time,
Cuz my seconds, minutes, hours go to the al dollar,
And the al mighty power of dat cha cha chopper,
Sister, Brother, Son, Daughter, motha fuck a copper,
Got da dancin on the bridge pussy poppin,
Tell the coppers..hahahaha you cant catch em, you stop em,
I go by goon rules if you cant beat em then you pop em,
You cant man em you mop em,
You man em then you drop em,
You drop em cuz we pop em like Redenbacher,
Yeah!
Motherfucker I'm ill (Wayne I'm in)

Gunz]
Im Millie in here wit Young Money Milli on aires,
Think you pop a wheelie in air,
Mac Milli..the in here.. im a rascal dont get whopped,
I get who dont give top,
I get tassel, pass you wit a flow you could put a brake on,
An I break on a nigga take on,
Feel the napalm from my trey arm, straight long, throw a like im Akon,
Cuz I cons.. Where the base gone, get the base blown,
Let the Pistons on that chopper come on cops im drop a rock wit them Obamas,
Illie in the mind, wit the nine, millie when I rhyme, silly anytime,
Fine, chilly on da grind, Shitty on a dime, Penny on the line,
Plentys in me, any guineas wit em bigger a mini and remind im..
Illie and its all off G and a P..G walk by beep beep,
Wit a freak, skeet, Hawk Out, big on a jeep..
She by Weezy F, we be the best,
Truely to death me the rest,
Groupies confess, you be the ref, me I left..Ha

[these lyrics unconfirmed in album version but in mixtape version]
young
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nay nay, better
ok

a millionaire im a money millionaire
what chyall really it now
dont really wanna do it
if hip hop is dead i am the embalming
and I care who it be, Im steppin to it
notice I say it cuz to me, it aint
get. it.
me whacha like trick?
call me on my
never answer when its
man I a shy chick
dont you a shy chick
I had a plate of shy chick and she shy no mo
she her name to my chick
hahaha, yea boy thats my
and she pops excellent up in waynes
totally you should
see their faces they see that
this robot can
and its
hahaha, yea
and it go
right

Im a Im a
young money money fast money
slow money mo money low money
is that, who is that, I never heard of it
I will take your picture and a rest in peace shirt of it
tell those n***** beatin to a rest in peace shirt of me cuz i
killed and now dont no one you heard of me
its like, the was screamin, murder me
and im a,
so I it

and you n***** is what i eatin ill sure of it
and he who dont believe me Ill dessert of him
sherbet him, I
on him, or her
Carter, of
this rap thang, this is my
gon take a lap man weezy nursery
now gon a nap man, its nap time
Ill holla back at you at time

F. yea, ok
they say Im rappin like Big, Jay, and
3 Thousand where is erykah badu at
who dat
who dat they gon beat Lil Wayne
my name bic, but I keep that flame
who dat one
dat do dat boy
yall dat
true dat
and i be the
now you got loose
I dont owe you like two
but Id like for you to pay me by the

and Id rather be flowers,
than to be in the penn sharing
see Tony told us this world was
and the Bible told us every was sour
dont play in the garden and smell her flower
call me Mr. Carter or Mr. Mower
boy I got so girls like Im Michael Lowry
even Gwen Stefani she couldnt doubt me

man, life, just life, without me
hip hop just aint hip hop, me
young moola
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