Luyện nghe bài hát Millions

You know what when G.O.O.D. Music and MMG get together, right?
We get that

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Choppas in the closet
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millions in the ceiling
Millions in the ceiling
Choppas in the closet
choppas in the closet
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choppas in the closet

This shit that y'all wanted
shit cook up hard, don't it?
Y'all gotta beg my on it
But this shit like God don't it?
Yuugh, I'm tired, and y'all gotta pay your tithes, nigga
Call my the holy ghost, church on chrome wheel tires, nigga
Pop when I'm paranoid, cause the pawn shop was my paradise
I was dead pop when powder came for that knot saved in that shoe box
tops, blue tops, bad bitch in that blue fox
This big face is in Blu-ray and black diamonds like boondocks
I restore the feelin' of when niggas a killin'
Hidin' choppas in the closet, half a million in the
And them hoes with angel faces, cryin' loud ill intentions
Just so I can buy them Christians, 'em shittin' on all they bitches, ah!

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Millions in the ceiling
Millions millions in the
millions in the ceiling
Choppas choppas in the
choppas in the closet
Choppas choppas in the
choppas in the closet

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Choppas in the closet
choppas in the closet
Choppas in the closet
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I'm haunted by horror stories, wanna-be home
outcome, a dope boy got one motive
Cries when he convicted, cried on every
I'm sayin' his name, ride for all my niggas
Used to fiddle my 'til I found me a fortune
fuck a Ferrari, south of France early morning
Did with Donatella, Versace my A Capella
see me in Neiman's, niggas committin' treason
Soft preferred, frost, organic herb
Stay from the Forbes, if I only could tell you more
I got I got that, I got that I got this
Got a kilo for 20, my say I'm the shit

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millions in the ceiling
Millions millions in the
Millions millions in the
choppas in the closet
Choppas in the closet
Choppas in the closet
Choppas in the closet

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Millions in the ceiling
Millions millions in the
millions in the ceiling
Choppas choppas in the
Choppas in the closet
choppas in the closet
Choppas choppas in the

that shit y'all ask for
Make a mash on the gas, floor
Two-door, four-door, roll through the like task force
Fast forward--oops! They say they wanna see
My record sales ain't much as theirs and we still the same coupes
How we still fuck the same hoes, why we still buy the same
How we both got the same watch, I'm just keepin' y'all on toes
Dope boys, gold mine, that price drop and that rise
Then set it over that blue flame then hang it dry clothesline
I restore the feelin' of when niggas made a
Hidin' choppas in the closet, half a million in the
Got the razor on the counter, Arm & in the kitchen
Just to keep my in Christians and keep fuckin' all y'all bitches

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millions in the ceiling
Millions in the ceiling
Millions in the ceiling
choppas in the closet
Choppas choppas in the
Choppas in the closet
choppas in the closet

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Millions millions in the
millions in the ceiling
Choppas choppas in the
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This that that ya'll wanted
This sound like God don't it

This that shit that ya'll
This shit sound God don't it

that shit that ya'll wanted
This shit sound like God it

This that shit that ya'll
This sound like God don't it