Luyện nghe bài hát More & More

Some never change, nigga
Aha, ayy,

Frank Muller, put one, two to your
Habla, gun dada, there is none
I'm so in love witcha girl, it's just somethin' her
I'm havin' fun with her, you better get her
I her face, bust one on her concealer
And another girl lick it off, I'ma dumb nigga
a young nigga, I've been a made man
My bitches with fat ass and a spray tan
Spend a whole bag, 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
Want them bad bitches all on dick, you gotta be fly
Yeah, he but he not a T.I., I will be damned
Watch him do designer drugs by the gram, get what they for
be action packed but don't nothin' distract from the cash flow
Dope boy fashion, avoid fuck boys, hate 'em with a
I'm gettin' money
A hard all a bitch got coming, yeah

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

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

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

All I know is get this and the respect
Fly the family from to Hawaii and back
Why would you act No, I'm not an asshole
Get your ass blown off for doin' too much
Had it with the other nigga was tryna move up
It is what is, no way to make a do-up
Better know that we was selling until we blew up
Was trappin', everybody us
And then the came
Done been through so much that 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 muscles (you need it)
Finesse the plan, then work your way the filibuster
Tryin' not to a sucka, that's a hard job (ya dig)
But I'ma still try my with a car show
Boy, I've been getting it out the mud since 14, it do what it does
trap nigga

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

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