Luyện nghe bài hát More & More

Some never change, nigga
Aha, ayy,

Frank Muller, put one, two to medulla
Habla, gun dada, there is hotter
I'm so in witcha girl, it's just somethin' 'bout her
I'm havin' fun with her, you better get her
I fuck her face, bust one on her
And make another girl lick it off, dumb nigga
a young nigga, I've been a made man
My bitches come with fat ass and a tan
Spend a bag, then run up more
I won a shootin' dice 10 to 4
poker, put the sack up, go all in
Lose, down, win, go to Dubai
If you wanna win big, the risk be high
them bad bitches all on your dick, you gotta be fly
Yeah, he cool but he not a T.I., I be damned
Watch him do drugs by the gram, get what they asked for
Life be action packed but don't nothin' distract from the flow
Dope boy fashion, avoid boys, hate 'em with a passion
I'm sucka-duckin' gettin'
A dick all a bitch got coming, yeah

All I is more & more (aha)
Goin' to the grave 'fore I'm broke
Do it all against the odds, baby, knows
on, homie, that's what I was born for (You know what this is)
Hunnid (Yeah)
All I know is & more (aha) (Wassup)
to the grave 'fore I'm going broke (Tip, I got you, nigga)
Do it all against the odds, baby, knows
Puttin' on, homie, that's what I was born for (You, know what is)
bands

Dope boy, bitch I ain't got to say it
It's the king and the don, you play it again
the top, lace your boots up, grab your scale
All you see are triples E's you're weighin' a whale
See, I'm up out the gutter, it ain't hard to tell
Flex, made that butter, it ain't hard to sell
Thirty rounds up on my hip, it hard to walk (damn)
Caller from a number, make it hard to stalk
the top on a 'Rari, nigga, I'm so made
Left the Dawn in the Bend, Dade, I'm so
And she to the mansion, yeah, the bitch got slayed
Skinny in the pool yeah, lil bitch got saved, huh

All I know is more & (aha)
Goin' to the grave I'm going broke
Do it all against the odds, baby, knows
Puttin' on, homie, that's what I was for
bands (Yeah)
All I know is more & (aha) (more & more)
Goin' to the 'fore I'm going broke
Do it all against the odds, baby, lord
on, homie, that's what I was born for
Hunnid

All I know is get check and the respect
Fly the from Atlanta to Hawaii and back
Why would you act No, I'm not an asshole
Get your ass blown smooth off for doin' too
Had it with the other nigga that was tryna up
It is what is, no way to make a do-up
Better know that we was selling crack until we up
Was trappin', everybody us
And then the mill'
Done been through so much shit I'm numb to it, don't feel pain
Just heard Urban the other day and it still bang
Get a (get it)
Make it double, want some weight, you need some bigger (you need it)
Finesse the plan, then work your way throughout the
Tryin' not to a sucka, that's a hard job (ya dig)
But still try my hand with a car show
Boy, I've been getting it out the mud since 14, making it do what it
True trap

All I know is & more (aha)
Goin' to the 'fore I'm going broke
Do it all against the odds, baby, knows
Puttin' on, homie, that's what I was born for (You know what is)
bands (Yeah)
All I is more & more (aha) (more & more)
Goin' to the 'fore I'm going broke
Do it all the odds, baby, lord knows
on, homie, that's what I was born for, uh huh
Hunnid
All I is

Some more and some is all I know, man
You what I mean?
Big-big shit poppin' for a time, you understand that?
Hey, we do this shit for and meat; we don't win then we don't eat, you understand?
Yeah, yeah, talk while we spit is we do all day, man
I mean, try to be as I can be
But truth be told, none of you nigga can't with me, you understand that?
It's the motherfuckin' king,
Come hell or high water, no substitution
Stay solid all the way it
Fuck a hater got to say
What I did, can nobody
this shit with my bare hands, man
Bare witness to the
upon you
This is the Dime