Luyện nghe bài hát Imaginary Player

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

I spit that shit
That's the motherfucker shit
Fed time follow me around, deep cover shit
You money, I'm all year money
I'm popping, you ain't got to it, it's all there money
I never change 'cause niggas got strange money
Knocked up, marked up, fucked up in the money
I got bail money, XXL
You got now, one time we'll reveal money
I the hottest shit, you need it I got it shit
That down South Master P, bout it bout it
I got blood money, straight up thug
That brown paper bag under 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 gazy, and loco with dough papo

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Imaginary

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

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Groupies I them all fucked
Niggas, all
Your single was ninety nine cents, was four bucks
Last year, when niggas 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, ain't sweet
I still t'ree in your 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 weak niggas theories
It's funny how one verse can up the game
You bought a 4.0 you better get your
no platinum in those Cartiers, switch your frame
Ain't no manicures on board, then your plane

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