Luyện nghe bài hát Millionaire

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

I'm sick of it, niggaz
and I need me seven or somethin legitament
I done shot at niggaz, and I been at
I had a whole lotta old folks tellin me stop that
I'm sorry but them trucks, I gotta cop that
Would be even mo' sweeter, if I could drop
You see all of Crystal 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 bust heads and look
Ride on with TV's leather interior and wood
Rolexes, at 10 G's on a necklace
Pullin up at the club in two Caddy truck
My click boss nigga, try to us get lost nigga
We'll buy a whole block no matter the nigga
My long, my dick long, I'm off the chain
B.G. got it goin on the game

B.G. (repeat 2X)

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

Nigga I live like an old man, but I'ma man
with bout three dollar worth of cars in my name
Went to East ?? bought the block man
Got these white folks up by the mouth man
E'ry type 2000, me and got 'em
V8 350 Camaro, got 'em
Bought a dolla Rolex, a nigga doubtin
Cartier watch for three-hundred and thousand
A dollar grill and a nigga smilin
Matchin platinum ink pens for four
Bought a hundred-thousand and I'm buckwild with it
everything from the in and the out in it

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

[Lil'
Now, now, now, now
I'ma stun'na, reppa, ride around in hummers
with a dozen, heffers, fifty-thousand dollar
with a crusted, bezel, can't compete with us
We on another, level, watch us off in the Viper
with the windows, tinted, start with VCR's
and TV's, in it, I go out my pocket
Never penny, pinchin, that's why I'm my Expedition
with plenty, women, and wit it, wit it
Not to mention, bout my Ninja, with the
about my condominum wit yo wife in the kitchen
See I gets of attention I'm the youngest, Tymer
Plus I step the light wit them humongous, diamonds
See everybody know I'm Lil' soilder
Pull up in the 4 dot 6 Rover
had me drinkin think I got a hangover
Weezy nigga, Hot Boys, game over

2X

Nigga, Cash Money Millionaires
Fuck with us nigga, your get bust
We step in the light, and it and it be
bling bling, bling, bling
My nigga B.Geezy
My nigga, B.eatrice
Huh, my Mannie Fresh, what?
My nigga Lil' Weezy, alright then,
My Ju-vey, that motherfuckin Hot Boy
Nigga, Cash Money takin over bitch
and we ain't go yet..
{*unintelligible DJ Clue and beat here on out*}