Luyện nghe bài hát I Need More

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You got some intentions
Your brain is clouded with too possessions
You think you rich but you depressing
It's so pathetic and materialistic
And all you do is flash your money and
You ride around in that Ferrari and
And all you talk about is and foreigns
You walk around like you important
You by leaches and beggars
And none of them niggas see you do better
I bet they wanna see what you got
Cause you brag a lot and make it seem like jealous
So what the fuck do you even see in the
Your future really be any clearer
And when it you gon' need an umbrella
But don't listen, you don't see it or it
All you say is...

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Yup, yup, yup, yup,
I need blow
Wha, wha, wha, whoo,

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

I you really aggressive
Your is clouded with too many possessions
You you rich but you depressing yourself
It's just so pathetic and
I really think that all them drugs got you
Your brain is and your logic is different
I know that got your body in shivers
If I was you, I'd get out of my system
And I think that you and stuff
You shit on everyone who's stuck in a rut
Always flash money out in public and stunt
And we all just look at you in fucking
Maybe just insecure with no luck
And down you're a dub
Without nothing to
And I if you'll ever realize what's up
And be humble and just say enough is
But for now you wanna say

I need hoes
More, more, more, more,
I more clothes
More, more, more, more,
I more dough
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 hoes
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I need clothes
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I need more
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Uh, uh, uh, uh,

Yeah, I must be possessive
My brain is clouded with too many
I think I'm rich but I'm depressing and
I'm so pathetic and
Like how the fuck I let the money do
Man, I to God that I would never be tripping
I promised that I would have respect and be
But now I it rain on plenty of strippers
I'm by leeches and beggars
And none them niggas see me do better
Bet they plottin' want to what I got
I brag a lot and make it seem like they jealous
And I had nothing
I just wanna live like rappers on TV forever
But what have I
I'm one of them
Maybe I just don't any better
And now I'm sayin' is

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

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

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

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