Luyện nghe bài hát Imaginary Player

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

I that other shit
That's the nice shit
Fed time follow me around, deep cover shit
You beer money, I'm all money
I'm popping, you ain't got to count it, it's all there
I change money 'cause niggas got strange money
up, marked up, fucked up in the game money
I got money, XXL money
You got flash now, one time we'll money
I spit the hottest shit, you need it I got it
That down South Master P, it bout it shit
I got blood money, straight up money
brown paper bag under your mattress drug money
You got dough, little to no dough
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 acting like they slung cats
All in they dumb rap, talking about how they funds
When I see in the street, I don't see none of that
Bad playboy, where the is the hummer at?
Where is all the ice with all the platinum under
Those ain't diamonds, what the fuck you done to that?
Y'all rapping-ass niggas, funny to me
Selling records, you but still you want to be me
I guess for every buck you it's like a hundred for me
And still you running thinking 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 future digital
Still busting a gat when she 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 leave all fucked
Niggas, all
Your single was ninety nine cents, was four bucks
Last year, when niggas it was all up
But this year done it again, jigga!
What the
stop whining, jigga, still shining
Niggas complaining so I copped more diamonds
Rock more Versace, nothing sweet
I still throw t'ree in your body, fleeing the
Y'all can't go with me, nope, with me
Bet fifty, not dollars either I brought some with me
I flow the five series, in various areas
And blow holes in weak niggas theories
funny how one verse can fuck up the game
You bought a 4.0 you better get your
Ain't no platinum in Cartiers, switch your frame
Ain't no manicures on board, switch your plane

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