Luyện nghe bài hát More Milli

[Intro -

Make it so (YM!)
So fly so (CMB bitch!)
Just day on the
Top of the balcony bitch
it how we live it
Moula,
You what it is, young boy appreciate
it's big money popping baby boy
Ain't none of that little
More, more, more,
More, more, more,

[Verse 1 -
Yeah, ostrich pearl white candy job fly
Big on the loose
Got my bitch five
And every time I pull up, you I'm iced up
When I up in the club, I light the bitch up
on my saddle, blowing purple out the truck
Candy paint, stripe, bitch shining like us
white Maybach, hatchback
Automatic strap stash under the rack
Bitch, to spray that
grinds, hard times
Getting mines, you know Uptown, big time, time
You know, Harley Davis
Cash Money is what pay me so you pay me how it weigh,
Black, gold, hundred off the floor
told now you know how it go bitch
One

Little
More, more, more,
to the ceiling
More, more, more,
to the ceiling

[Verse 2 -

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

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