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
Yeah it's big popping baby boy
Ain't none of that little
More, more, more,
More, more, more,

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

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

[Verse 2 -

You're now fucking with the most
The nigga that everybody is so obsessed with
That black on black '62 float
Me and Stunna in it, boy I'm just so
Caught up in a contest
to reach my dreams and I ain't even got my arms stretched
"Thank Me Later", first I'm taking all bets
Because a copies really isn't farfetched
Yeah, I keep credit cards in knots
I keep my shades on till the flash stops
This for my L.A. girls them implants
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 when nothing's spoken
Haters talk it like my buzz isn't enough
And I just lost the sandal in the fucking ocean
Damn, I guess the of a teen star
Are all the conversations I had between y'all
And dog funny
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 bopper with that million dollar car
She "daddy I like sushi, so give it to me raw"
I pulled out my strap, had look at it and said "naw"
So car of kush, you need prescriptions to access
on a mattress with your favorite 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, nigga get it
Taking you got, you should of passed it
You was moving slower molasses, this time you an assed it
Give it up smooth, this a jack don't
This is murder music nigga don't disturb groove
2 Ent., Cash Money, and A Koppa Zone
We players, die, till the last chromosome