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

Check my resume, look back at my past to this day
Always been a pirate who been tryna what treasure lay
Castle on the hill, far where the peasants stay
Steel in drawer, my dresser is where the desert lay
Put the Audemar away, today feel a present day
Raindows in my diamonds, you would my bezels gay
Passion, Pain, Pleasure, Trey knocking in the
Ii be in the seat, my passenger name is Desirae
36 24 40 her measure say
Here today, gone and I just met her yesterday
We already eating 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 does
Sstill keep it hood no half way shit
Can do a suit with a on some draft day shit
Aand maybe I'm too busy to hear what the blind say
In the club buying like its valentines day bitch
They find them 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 have that alibi
You never know it might just be your to that ride
Tto them pearly gates watch that suicide

Who am I? nudy fly a cutie pie
pot, turtle top watching cooley high
Shoot high, one in your like the boobie got
Suit and tie then comit suicide like he to die
Haaa, Bright I vision
House of birds I'm like Mike Tys' with pigeons
mics religion if not ice and linen
You gave me your word then that right was giving
setters, Hamptons live better
In the mansions lamping, plaid a thin sweater
Top floor gusevoir see me with bench
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 walls we snatching wife daughters
Only dimes keep on my sheet
Catch a jukes hit the biscuit for that 9 piece
Already marketing plan it my minds sleeps
Lime headphones, Jimmy I need some Slime Beats

[Lloyd
Moneys the focus, ashtray's to the top a hundred
Pretty head on hotel sofas in this town of dreams and
Dont approach us, watch the common stretchers to comas
Sold out shows and shoulders, way I rap I need a bonus
Who can hold us? the OG rollers New York coldest
Sour diesel, weed aromas, numb of casualties of
My position, remains the same niggas change and switching
Politics from living, heavy chains and brainless women
Place to in, 22 spinning leather grace the linen
If you find a forgive em, gangstas cant erase the sinning
po po, the 2k winners Banks, Vado, and Loso
Brooklyn, Queens, to Harlem 44 around here you'll be promo
I'm fresh, down to sweats prolly grip the thousand x
My style whats next, booshe hound next to the jets
Life from big diamonds domino with calmer flow
like I'm popping shit, rounding homicide everytime I go
Thousand tipping, Impala whipping recline and go
Pounding out ya sister then her pound, time to roll