Luyện nghe bài hát Mo Brooklyn, Mo Harlem, Mo Southside

Check my resume, look back at my past to this day
Always been a who been tryna find what treasure lay
on the hill, far from where the peasants stay
Steel in sock drawer, my is where the desert lay
Put the Audemar away, today feel like a day
Raindows in my diamonds, you think my bezels gay
Passion, Pain, Pleasure, Trey knocking in the
Ii be in the drivers seat, my passenger is Desirae
36 24 40 what her say
Here today, gone tomorrow and I just met her
We already yall tryna make reservae
We movies while yall sit on couches pressing play
Mmoney aint on your mind, what you thinking doesn't
Ii did sneaker boxes , now I accounts
Sstill keep it aint no half way shit
Can do a suit a fitted on some draft day shit
Aand maybe I'm too busy to hear the talent blind say
In the club buying roses like its day bitch
They find them niggas in a meat soon
Have their mommas crying like they in the locker room wassup !

Mo Brooklyn, Mo Harlem, Mo
Yyou that body nigga better have that alibi
You know it might just be your time to that ride
Tto them pearly white gates watch that

Who am I? nudy fly with a pie
Burning pot, turtle top watching high
Shoot high, one in your like the boobie got
and tie then comit suicide like he knew to die
Haaa, lights I vision
House full of birds I'm Mike Tys' with pigeons
Wwhite mics religion if not ice and
You gave me your word then that right was giving
Trend setters, Hamptons better
In the mansions lamping, plaid pants a sweater
Top gusevoir see me with bench pressers
that push weight but aint hit the gym never
Like got red orders
Bags bags stash house look like horters
Avon home tell these my corners
tight walls we snatching wife daughters
Only dimes keep on my time
Catch a jukes hit the biscuit for that 9 piece
Already marketing plan it never my minds
Lime green headphones, Jimmy I some Slime Beats

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Moneys the focus, ashtray's to the top a hundred
Pretty head on hotel sofas in this of dreams and hopers
Dont approach us, watch the common lead to comas
out shows and Louie shoulders, way I rap I need a bonus
Who can hold us? the OG rollers New York city's
diesel, weed aromas, numb of casualties of soldiers
My position, the same while niggas change and switching
from famous living, heavy chains and brainless women
Place to swim in, 22 spinning grace the linen
If you find a space forgive em, cant erase the sinning
Ducking po po, the 2k Banks, Vado, and Loso
Brooklyn, Queens, to Harlem 44 slip around here be promo
I'm fresh, designer down to sweats prolly the thousand x
My style whats next, booshe hound next to the jets
Life reflects from big diamonds with calmer flow
Feel like I'm popping shit, rounding everytime I go
Thousand dollar tipping, Impala recline and go
Pounding out ya sister then give her pound, to roll