Luyện nghe bài hát Millions

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

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Choppas choppas in the
choppas in the closet
Choppas choppas in the
Choppas in the closet

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

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

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

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

I'm by horror stories, wanna-be home owners
Horrible outcome, a dope boy got one
Cries when he convicted, on every visit
I'm cryin' sayin' his name, for all my niggas
Used to my finger 'til I found me a fortune
Finger fuck a Ferrari, south of France early
Did drugs Donatella, Versace my A Capella
Never see me in Neiman's, niggas treason
Soft preferred, frost, organic herb
away 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 choppas say I'm the

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

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

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

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

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

This that shit that wanted
This shit sound God don't it

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

This that shit that wanted
This shit sound God don't it

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