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

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

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

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

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Moneys the focus, to the top a hundred roaches
Pretty on hotel sofas in this town of dreams and hopers
Dont approach us, watch the stretchers 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
Politics from famous living, heavy and brainless women
Place to in, 22 spinning leather grace the linen
If you a space forgive em, gangstas cant erase the sinning
po po, the 2k winners Banks, Vado, and Loso
Brooklyn, Queens, to Harlem 44 slip around here you'll be
I'm fresh, down to sweats prolly grip the thousand x
My style whats next, booshe next to the housing jets
reflects from big diamonds domino with calmer flow
Feel like I'm popping shit, homicide everytime I go
Thousand dollar tipping, Impala whipping and go
Pounding out ya sister then give her pound, time to