Luyện nghe bài hát Millionaire

Damn I got platinum on of my wrists and my pinky
and my album went too
Man you know I'm a
All other rappers, look.. *NEW CASH MONEYYYYYYY*

I'm sick of it, niggaz
and I need me seven zeroes or legitament
I done shot at niggaz, and I shot at
I done had a lotta old folks tellin me stop that
I'm sorry but them Lexus trucks, I gotta cop
Would be mo' sweeter, if I could drop that
You see all of them bottles, I pop that
and I'm to go and find me a new mall to shop at

[B.G.]
I'm out the heart of the
Niggaz like to heads and look good
Ride on with TV's leather interior and wood
Rolexes, at 10 G's on a necklace
Pullin up at the club in two truck stretches
My boss nigga, try to follow us get lost nigga
We'll buy a block no matter the cost nigga
My money long, my dick long, I'm off the
B.G. got it goin on the game

B.G. (repeat 2X)

Me and my we ball, just like we live we love
Get in our of money and your head get bust

Nigga I live an old man, but I'ma young man
with bout three million dollar of cars in my name
Went to East ?? bought the whole man
Got these white fucked up by the mouth man
E'ry 2000, me and Juvie got 'em
V8 350 Camaro, got 'em
Bought a million dolla Rolex, a nigga
Cartier for three-hundred and fifty thousand
A hundered-thousand grill and a nigga smilin
Matchin ink pens for four thousand
Bought a Benz and I'm buckwild with it
Changin from the in and the out in it

[Mannie
How you figure you the nigga, to it down?
What you mad convertible Jag cause I let it
You who I am, God damn
You ain't skinniess on yo' 20's; look here nigga scram
Now what in the wide world of ballin is that?
Some shit that out in 2010, you lil' chrome stuck bitch
Who made that car? I never seen that on the
We were in the Vibe magazine, Baby got gold teeth

[Lil'
Now, now, now, now
stun'na, reppa, ride around in different hummers
with a dozen, heffers, fifty-thousand dollar
a crusted, bezel, niggaz can't compete with us
We on another, level, watch us scratch off in the
the windows, tinted, automatic start with VCR's
and TV's, in it, I go out my pocket
penny, pinchin, that's why I'm dippin my Expedition
with plenty, women, and wit it, wit it
Not to mention, bout my Ninja, the extension
What about my condominum wit yo in the kitchen
See I gets lots of I'm the youngest, Tymer
Plus I step the light wit them humongous, diamonds
See know I'm Lil' Wayne soilder
Pull up in the 4 dot 6 Rover
Baby had me think I got a hangover
Weezy Weez nigga, Hot Boys, game

2X

Nigga, it's Cash Millionaires
Fuck with us nigga, head get bust
We in the light, and it and it just be
bling, bling, bling bling
What? My B.Geezy
My nigga, B.eatrice
Huh, my nigga Fresh, what?
My nigga Lil' Weezy, then, uh-huh
My nigga Ju-vey, that Hot Boy
Nigga, Cash Money over this bitch
and we ain't go yet..
{*unintelligible over DJ Clue and beat on out*}