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

Check my resume, look back at my past to present day
Always been a who been tryna find what treasure lay
Castle on the hill, far where the peasants stay
Steel in sock drawer, my is where the desert lay
Put the Audemar away, today feel a present day
Raindows in my diamonds, you think my bezels gay
Passion, Pain, Pleasure, Trey knocking in the
Ii be in the drivers seat, my name is Desirae
36 24 40 her measure say
Here today, gone and I just met her yesterday
We already yall tryna make reservae
We making movies while yall sit on pressing play
Mmoney aint on your mind, what you thinking count
Ii did sneaker boxes , now I does
Sstill keep it hood no half way shit
Can do a suit with a fitted on draft day shit
Aand I'm too busy to hear what the talent blind say
In the club buying roses like its valentines day
They them niggas in a meat locker soon
Have their mommas crying like they in the heats locker room !

Mo Brooklyn, Mo Harlem, Mo
Yyou catch that body nigga better have that
You never know it might just be your time to that
Tto them pearly white gates watch that

Who am I? nudy fly with a pie
Burning pot, turtle top cooley high
Shoot high, one in calf like the boobie got
Suit and tie then comit suicide like he to die
Haaa, Bright lights I
House of birds I'm like Mike Tys' with pigeons
Wwhite mics if not ice and linen
You gave me your word then that right price was
Trend setters, live better
In the mansions lamping, plaid a thin sweater
Top floor gusevoir see me bench pressers
Slimes that push weight but aint hit the gym
Like got red orders
Bags over stash house look like horters
home tell marlo these my corners
Matress tight walls we wife daughters
dimes keep on my time sheet
Catch a jukes hit with the biscuit for 9 piece
Already marketing plan it my minds sleeps
Lime green headphones, Jimmy I need some Beats

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