Luyện nghe bài hát Millions

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

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

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

This shit that y'all wanted
This shit up hard, don't it?
Y'all gotta beg my on it
But this sound like God don't it?
Yuugh, I'm tired, and y'all gotta pay your tithes, nigga
Call my Phantom the ghost, church on chrome wheel tires, nigga
Pop when I'm paranoid, cause the pawn shop was my paradise
I was pop when that powder came for that 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'
choppas in the closet, half a million in the ceiling
And hoes with angel faces, cryin' loud with ill intentions
Just so I can buy Christians, have 'em shittin' on all they bitches, ah!

millions in the ceiling
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 choppas in the

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

I'm haunted by horror stories, home owners
Horrible outcome, a boy got one motive
Cries when he convicted, on every visit
I'm cryin' sayin' his name, for all my niggas
to fiddle my finger 'til I found me a fortune
Finger fuck a Ferrari, south of France morning
Did drugs Donatella, Versace my A Capella
Never see me in Neiman's, committin' treason
Soft loafer preferred, frost, organic
Stay away the Forbes, if I only could tell you more
I got this I got that, I got that I got
Got a for 20, my choppas say I'm the shit

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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