Luyện nghe bài hát M.P.A.

I see the things
The evil money brings
I swear like a disease
That goes round and round and round like
And they bury me
Cause I'm anti everything
I it's like a disease
That goes round and and round like sirens

Money, pussy,
You pussy after all
Money, pussy,
You pussy not at all
Get in drawers
I had a I had it all
I woke up and had it all

The three leading of you niggas
Is the shit that's appealing to you niggas
Even I fell victim to it, your pride let you do it
The lies get you through it
Money, pussy, alcohol, what a wonderful
Fronted my first brick over oxtails and ran it
Dope is like a two-way
The addiction, both you and me, now a seat
Every car got a fleet, broad get a jeep
sparkle in the club that wasn't ours, we compete
Poor minds, poor makers
No reward, then the risk you taking?
New bitch I fucking might start a rap war
Won't unveil it yet, tell it yet
Defense wins Bill Belichick
hoes having Google numbers, niggas better check

Money, pussy,
You niggas pussy all
Money, pussy,
You niggas not at all
Get in drawers
I had a I had it all
I up and really had it all

out my bitches fucking baseball niggas
That like Bamas with guaranteed contracts
Yeah, I see your vision, sick of visits
Now the Major League's where fishing
You young and hot, so why
The is washed, the money is dry, so take your best shot
We can't judge you 'cause we hug you
We sent you off to other hoods and let niggas fuck you
For real, we you watch from afar
Even talked on you, tryna dim your star
Until we seen them cars pull up
And watch pick you up
And then we realized we missed a diamond in the
So, make us proud, make it
Until you learn to love 'em, make 'em spare no
Make 'em dig deeper to keep ya, knowing you it
Take advantage of it when you're it
Real bitches it

Money, pussy,
You niggas pussy all
Money, pussy,
You niggas not at all
Get in them
I had a I had it all
I woke up and had it all

I've watching all you real niggas
I done see won't than you will niggas
Take a swing, a chain
Lose your mind, go
I'm in the club, you in the too
I got money, you got too
You it's honey dew
Whispering in my ear like a do
Eyeballing bottle that we running through
to stand near, nigga damn near
Pushing bitches out the way to Instagram
It's no pictures, now you in your
I'm a real dope boy, no dealings
Bruised ego, Debos
Nickel bag niggas, all of a Ninos
I all of you G-Moneys for G money
I get it done for quarter ki money, for

Money, pussy,
You niggas after all
Money, pussy,
You pussy not at all
Get in drawers
I had a I had it all
I up and really had it all