Luyện nghe bài hát Milli (album Version)

Young
Ya dig
I'm goin' in

I'm a Millionaire,
I'm a Young Millionaire, tougher than Nigerian hair,
My criteria compared to career just isn't fair,
I'm a venereal disease a menstrual bleed
the pencil and leak on the sheet of the tablet in my mind,
Cause I write shit cause I ain't got time,
Cause my seconds, minutes, hours go to the dollar,
And the almighty of that cha cha cha cha chopper,
Sister, Brother, Son, Daughter, Father a copper,
Got the Maserati dancin' on the bridge poppin',
the coppers, ha ha ha ha you can't catch' em, you can't stop 'em,
I go by goon rules
If you can't beat 'em you pop 'em,
You man em then you mop 'em,
You can't stand em you drop em,
You pop em we pop em like Orville Redenbacher

I'm ill

A million here a million
Sicilian bitch with long hair with coconut
Like smokin' the thinnest air I open the
Hopin' them crackers see me like look at dat Weezy
He's a beast he's a dog he's a problem
OK you're a goon but what's a (to a goblin)
Nothin' you ain't scarin' nothin'
On some bullshit call 'em Dennis Rodman
me what you want bitch call me on my Sidekick
Never answer when it's damn I hate a shy Bitch
you hate a shy bitch yea I ate a shy bitch
She ain't shy no more she changed her to my bitch
Yea nigga that's my
So when she ask for the money when you through don't be surprised
It trickin' if you got it
But you a bitch with no ass you ain't got shit
I'm ill not sick
And I'm OK but my watch
Yea my drop
Yea my glock
And my thick
I'm it

I'm ill,
see

They say I'm rappin' like BIG, Jay, and
Andre 3000 where is Eryka at
Who
Who that said they beat Lil Wayne
My name ain't Bic but I that flame man
Who that one do that boy ya knew that true the Swallow
And I be the shit now you got bowels
I O U like two vowels
But I like for you to pay me by the hour
And I'd rather be pushin'
to be in the pen sharin' showers
Tony told us this world was
And the bible told us every girl was
Don't play in her and don't smell her flower
Call me Mr. Carter or Mr. Mower
Boy I got so many bitches like I'm Mike
Even Gwen Stefani she couldn't doubt me
I say life ain't shit without me
Chrome lips out the coupe look like it's poutin'
I do what I do and you do what you can do it
Bitch I can turn a crack rock into a
me
Don't you compare me cause there nobody near me
They don't see but they me
don't feel me but they fear me I'm illi

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