Luyện nghe bài hát Imaginary Player

I like
I gotta be like the pioneer to shit, you know
I was popping that
when all y'all niggas thought it was beer and shit, you
Wearing that platinum
when all y'all chicks 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 count it, it's all money
I never change money 'cause got strange money
up, marked up, fucked up in the game money
I got bail money, XXL
You got flash now, one we'll reveal money
I spit the shit, you need it I got it shit
That down Master P, bout it bout it shit
I got money, straight up thug money
That brown paper bag your mattress drug money
You got dough, little to no dough
Sell a of records and you still owe dough
I got nine hundred and ninety six plus four dough
You crazy, you gazy, and loco with dough papo

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Imaginary

And now you got these young cats acting like they slung
All in dumb rap, talking about how they funds stack
I see them in the street, I don't see none of that
Bad playboy, where the fuck is the at?
Where is all the ice with all the platinum under
Those ain't diamonds, what the fuck you done to that?
rapping-ass niggas, y'all funny to me
Selling records, you but still you want 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 want to take my flow, and run with it
That's cool, I was the first one it
Original, jiggas the flow digital
Still a gat when she gets critical
Sit it down, I don't 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
single was ninety nine cents, mines was four bucks
Last year, when thought it was all up
But this year done 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 throw in your body, fleeing the party
Y'all can't go with me, nope, flow me
Bet fifty, not dollars either I some dough with me
I flow the five series, in various areas
And blow in your weak niggas theories
It's funny how one verse can fuck up the
You bought a 4.0 you get your change
Ain't no platinum in Cartiers, switch your frame
Ain't no manicures on board, then switch plane

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