Luyện nghe bài hát More Milli

[Intro -

Make it so (YM!)
So fly so (CMB bitch!)
another day on the
Top floor of the bitch
Live it how we it
Moula,
You it is, young boy appreciate that
Yeah it's big money popping boy
Ain't none of that bitty
More, more, more,
More, more, more,

[Verse 1 -
Yeah, pearl white candy paint job fly
Big timer on the
Got my bitch five
And time I pull up, you know I'm iced up
When I step up in the club, I light the up
Back on my saddle, blowing purple out the
Candy paint, stripe, bitch shining like us
Pearl Maybach, hatchback
Automatic stash spot under the rack
Bitch, ready to that
grinds, hard times
Getting mines, you know Uptown, big time, doing
You know, Harley Davis
Money is what pay me so you pay me how it weigh, baby
Black, gold, mill' off the floor
Never told now you how it go bitch
One

Little
More, more, more,
Hustle to the
More, more, more,
Hustle to the

[Verse 2 -

You're now fucking with the most
The young nigga everybody is so obsessed with
black on black '62 float majestic
Me and Stunna in it, boy I'm just so
Caught up in a popularity
About to reach my dreams and I ain't even got my stretched
"Thank Me Later", first I'm taking all bets
Because a million copies really farfetched
Yeah, I keep credit cards in knots
I keep my darkest shades on till the flash
This for my L.A. girls getting them
And all my D.C. girls them ass shots
Got them for a reason shortie, go bust it open
I keep a secret baby, nothing's heard when nothing's
Haters talk it like my buzz isn't enough
And I just lost the sandal in the fucking ocean
Damn, I guess the problems of a teen
Are all the conversations I had between y'all
And dog that's
Pay me what you owe me nigga, all money

3 - Bun B]
Well that big body nigga in his big body car
Got a big body bopper with that million car
She said "daddy I like sushi, so it to me raw"
I pulled out my strap, had look at it and said "naw"
So car full of kush, you prescriptions to access
Laying on a mattress with your actress
My flow was going out, I said "baby the matches"
Then let her top me off while I'm off the ashes
Classic but classless, you up but gasless
A legend here, Bun said it, get past it
Taking you got, you should of passed it
You was moving slower than molasses, time you an assed it
Give it up smooth, a jack don't move
This is murder music nigga don't this groove
2 Trill Ent., Cash Money, and A Zone
We players, die, till the last chromosome