Luyện nghe bài hát Multiply

[Intro: Rocky]
F*ck gon' multiply
'Fore the niggas die, fake niggas gon' multiply
'Fore the real niggas live, niggas won't multiply
niggas won't multiply
F*ck niggas multiply
Igh, igh-igh-igh, igh-igh, igh-igh, igh

1: Juicy J]
Yeah, your boy Juicy J
Man you gotta watch out for these backstabbin' broke ass, hatin' ass niggas man
Man these niggas ain't no real niggas man, what I'm sayin'?
Man these niggas be smilin' in your

[Verse 1: A$AP
Back in the buildin', sold crack in the room
Niggas toe-tagged, soaked gats for a
Doo rag and Beretta, blue flagging it
your be with be the one to shoot at ya in a minute
Come to Harlem if you seen Baghdad
First place I a nigga sell crack at
Where the hustlers sleep, take cat naps
Shorty with the shotty limpin' he got a bad back
in my will, keep it real, thuggin' in my field
'Til the day I peel, keep it trill, anything I
Youngins trained to kill, aimin', steel and slangin' krill
She shake it all for Satan just to her nails and pay her bills
I ain't really f*ckin' that Been Trill
Swear them booty like Tip Drill
Nah I ain't really into shots
But these better give me my props, word to Pac
the reason that these niggas gettin' throwed
Reason why you niggas gold
Jail pose in the pictures, prayin' fingers to your
I remember, if Pimp was alive he'd these hoes and these niggas

A$AP Rocky]
Even in my will, keep it trill, to the day I
Even in my will, keep it trill, to the day I
Even in my will, it trill, to the day I peel
in my will, keep it trill, to the day I...
When the niggas die, fake niggas gon' multiply
When the real niggas die, fake niggas gon'
all the real niggas die, fake niggas gon' multiply
But if the real niggas live, f*ck niggas multiply

[Interlude 2: A$AP
I'm the original badass, nigga
I'm the original Margiela madman, in the words of A$AP
Smack the shit out a in these skinny pants, feel me?
Don't get it f*cked up, nigga, we jiggy, been pretty
Still a bitch suck my dick, swag swag nigga

2: A$AP Rocky]
F*ck with a like me, RIP my nigga Pimp C
HBA is weak, you can keep that
Shit, I might f*ck around and bring the back
No on it, flexin' with the seat back
B-Boy with the G pack, might f*ck and bring the mink back
Word to Big Boi and 3 Stacks,
If you deaf the beat back, nigga
F*ck with a nigga like me, RIP my Pimp C
HBA shit is weak, you can keep
I'm a trend setter, you ain't even that
Where the hoes, where the weed, the G's at?
the FCC, tell 'em bleep that
(We ain't no fashion killas nigga, we killas
got Flacko)

[Verse 3: A$AP
3, 6, a nigga dick no foreplay
All day, boomin' out the trap through the
Slow up, Flacko Jodye
Tell these niggas how you been
You can freshen our minds, niggas talk every now and then
On the style, styled 9 times out of 10
(Y'all got f*cked up)
I'm the motherf*ckin' Lord of this shit
Don't I just to brag a bit?
Set the blueprint, your two cents
Number 1 stunner, ask Tumblr if I'm
My motherf*ckin' swag is
Plus I got enough just to mack your bitch
I think back to when Pac is lint
It's like a nigga got rich on
Now to Pimp
lie, killers never lie
Triggers on the side by side, bet I'm down to
Prosper said let's ride to the sky, it catastrophic
We don't ever die, we multiply, bitch

[Outro: J]
Fake ass niggas, you know what I'm sayin', these niggas be out here talkin' 'bout they a nigga and shit, man niggas be gettin' it distorted like a mothaf*cka out here man, you know what I'm sayin'