Luyện nghe bài hát I Need More

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You got some scary
Your brain is clouded too many possessions
You think you rich but you yourself
It's so pathetic and materialistic
And all you do is your money and fortune
You around in that Ferrari and Porsches
And all you talk is Bugatti and foreigns
You walk like you somebody important
You surrounded by leaches and
And none of them niggas see you do better
I bet they plotting see what you got
you brag a lot and make it seem like they jealous
So what the do you even see in the mirror
future couldn't really be any clearer
And when it rains you gon' need an
But don't listen, you don't see it or it
All you say is...

I need hoes
More, more, more, more,
I need clothes
More, more, more, more,
I need more
Yup, yup, yup, yup,
I more blow
Wha, wha, wha, whoo,

I more hoes
Whaw, whaw, whaw, whaw,
I need clothes
Yup, yup, yup, yup,
I more dough
Wha, wha, wha, wha,
I more blow
Uh, uh, uh, uh,

I think you really
Your is clouded with too many possessions
You think you rich but you depressing
It's just so pathetic and
I really think all them drugs got you tripping
Your brain is ruined and your is different
I know that syrup got body in shivers
If I was you, I'd get out of my system
And I think that you bugging and
You just shit on everyone stuck in a rut
Always flash your money out in and stunt
And we all just look at you in fucking
Maybe just insecure with no luck
And deep you're a dub
nothing to love
And I wonder if you'll realize what's up
And be and just say enough is enough
But for now you wanna say

I need more
More, more, more, more,
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More, more, more, more,
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Yup, yup, yup, yup,
I need more
Wha, wha, wha, whoo,

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Yup, yup, yup, yup,
I more dough
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I need more
Uh, uh, uh, uh,
I need hoes
Whaw, whaw, whaw, whaw,
I need clothes
Yup, yup, yup, yup,
I need dough
Wha, wha, wha, wha,
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Uh, uh, uh, uh,

Yeah, I must be possessive
My brain is clouded too many possessions
I think I'm rich but I'm depressing and
I'm so and materialistic
Like how the fuck I let the money do
Man, I swear to God that I would never be
I that I would have respect and be different
But now I make it rain on of strippers
I'm by leeches and beggars
And them niggas wanna see me do better
Bet they want to take what I got
Cause I brag a lot and make it seem like jealous
And I never had
I wanna live like them rappers on TV forever
But have I become
I'm one of them
Maybe I don't know any better
And now what I'm is

I need hoes
More, more, more, more,
I need more
More, more, more, more,
I need dough
Yup, yup, yup, yup,
I need blow
Wha, wha, wha

Yo whats up, this is Joyner I'm unable to take your right now
Leave me a brief and I'll get back to you

Yo, you fuckin' serious?
Are you serious?
Yo, I to God
Yo, I knew I should never fuck with you
fucking dirty
You're dirty, and you're yo
You're gonna be dead
Yo are you serious you gave me fuckin'

Yo, nigga, I to God
Wait 'till my brother home
Yo, Dom is fuck yo shit up