Luyện nghe bài hát Imaginary Player

I mean
I gotta be like the pioneer to shit, you know
I was popping that
all y'all niggas thought it was beer and shit, you know
Wearing that platinum
when all y'all chicks thought it was silver and
I got to be the of this shit
Bottom
I'm to show you how to do it
it

I spit other shit
That's the nice motherfucker
Fed time follow me around, deep cover shit
You beer money, I'm all year
I'm popping, you ain't got to it, it's all there money
I never money 'cause niggas got strange money
Knocked up, up, fucked up in the game money
I got money, XXL money
You got now, one time we'll reveal money
I spit the hottest shit, you need it I got it
down South Master P, bout it bout it shit
I got blood money, straight up money
That brown paper bag your mattress drug money
You got show dough, little to no
a bunch of records and you still owe dough
I got nine and ninety six plus four more dough
You crazy, you full gazy, and loco dough papo

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Imaginary

And now you got these cats acting like they slung cats
All in they dumb rap, talking about how they stack
When I see in the street, I don't see none of that
Bad playboy, the fuck is the hummer at?
Where is all the ice all the platinum under that?
Those ain't Rolex diamonds, what the you done to that?
Y'all rapping-ass niggas, y'all to me
records, being you but still you want to be me
I guess for every buck you make like a hundred for me
And still you running around thinking you got on me
But I did it
And y'all want to take my flow, and run it
That's cool, I was the first one it
Original, jiggas the future digital
Still busting a gat when she critical
Sit it down, I don't want to get it confused
I rip it down, like I ain't got nothing to

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Groupies I them all fucked
Niggas, all
single was ninety nine cents, mines was four bucks
Last year, niggas thought it was all up
But this year I've it again, jigga!
What the
Nigga stop whining, jigga, shining
Niggas kept complaining so I copped diamonds
Rock more Versace, nothing sweet
I still throw t'ree in body, fleeing the party
can't go with me, nope, flow with me
Bet fifty, not dollars either I brought dough with me
I flow like the series, in various areas
And blow holes in your weak niggas
It's funny how one verse can up the game
You bought a 4.0 you better get your
Ain't no platinum in those Cartiers, switch frame
Ain't no manicures on board, switch your plane

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