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

Check my resume, look back at my to this present day
Always a pirate who been tryna find what treasure lay
Castle on the hill, far where the peasants stay
Steel in sock drawer, my dresser is the desert lay
Put the Audemar away, feel like 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 passenger name is
36 24 40 her measure say
Here today, gone tomorrow and I just met her
We already eating yall tryna reservae
We making movies while yall sit on couches pressing
Mmoney aint on mind, what you thinking doesn't count
Ii did sneaker boxes , now I accounts
Sstill keep it hood no half way shit
Can do a suit with a fitted on some day shit
maybe I'm too busy to hear what the talent blind say
In the club buying roses its valentines day bitch
find them niggas in a meat locker soon
Have their mommas crying like in the heats locker room wassup !

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

Who am I? nudy fly a cutie pie
Burning pot, turtle top cooley high
Shoot high, one in calf like the boobie got
Suit and tie then suicide like he knew to die
Haaa, Bright lights I
House full of birds I'm like Mike Tys' pigeons
Wwhite religion if not ice and linen
You gave me word then that right price was giving
Trend setters, Hamptons 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 quarters got red
Bags over stash house look like horters
Avon home tell marlo these my
tight walls we snatching wife daughters
Only dimes keep on my time
Catch a hit with the biscuit for that 9 piece
Already plan it never my minds sleeps
Lime green headphones, Jimmy I need Slime Beats

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Moneys the focus, ashtray's to the top a hundred
Pretty on hotel sofas in this town of dreams and hopers
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, aromas, numb of casualties of soldiers
My position, remains the while niggas change and switching
Politics from famous living, heavy and brainless women
Place to swim in, 22 spinning leather the linen
If you find a space forgive em, gangstas cant erase the
Ducking po po, the 2k winners Banks, Vado, and
Brooklyn, Queens, to Harlem 44 slip around here you'll be
I'm fresh, designer down to prolly grip the thousand x
My whats next, booshe hound next to the housing jets
reflects from big diamonds domino with calmer flow
Feel like I'm shit, rounding homicide everytime I go
Thousand dollar tipping, whipping recline and go
Pounding out ya sister then give her pound, time to