Luyện nghe bài hát Mafia Music

Victory i envision, so my is to win.
One look at my arm she like wizzle where skin?
Hating talk, hear they whispers in the wind, but i don't wanna do them harm so i kill them with my pen.
say i'm toro, money don't bend.
Root of all evil, guess my bank is of sin.
Couldn't be a suit and tie, of barely paying rent. Told 'em fucker i'm doing numbers so take it on the chin.
The top is a ?, so hard to see what i'm eatin'.
Going on retreats and sweets while i'm tweetin'.
Paradise for a weekend then i'm back in the trap. Never dealt with any drugs the tats on my back.
on my mind, everything's strapped. You getting and playing, i'll teach a class how to act.
Somebody tell i prolly need a plaque, couple hundred thousand views and not the dot on my mac.
09's mine, 08 was great. they kanye, and paid lil wayne. gucci did it big, but came home and got it straight, and every nigga in the biz did a song with t-pain.
No front page, but for those who did...i send them my best the industry's a bitch.
That's why i'm on my shit, new luggage and a flip, shooting all my life no script, no script.