Luyện nghe bài hát More & More

Some shit never change,
Aha, ayy,

Frank Muller, put one, two to medulla
Habla, gun dada, there is hotter
I'm so in love witcha girl, just somethin' 'bout her
I'm fun with her, you better come get her
I fuck her face, one on her concealer
And make another girl lick it off, I'ma dumb
Since a young nigga, been a made man
My bitches with fat ass and a spray tan
Spend a bag, then run up more
I won a 100k dice 10 to 4
Playing poker, put the up, go all in
Lose, double down, win, go to
If you win big, the risk gotta be high
them bad bitches all on your dick, you gotta be fly
Yeah, he cool but he not a T.I., I will be
Watch him do designer by the gram, get what they asked for
Life be action packed but nothin' distract from the cash flow
Dope boy fashion, avoid fuck boys, 'em with a passion
I'm gettin' money
A hard all a bitch got coming, yeah

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

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

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

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

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

Some and some more is all I know, man
You what I mean?
Big-big shit poppin' for a long time, you understand
Hey, we do this shit for bread and meat; we win then we don't eat, you understand?
Yeah, yeah, talk we spit is what 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 or high water, accept no substitution
Stay all the way through it
what a hater got to say
What I did, can nobody
Build this shit my bare hands, man
Bare witness to the
upon you
This is the Dime