Luyện nghe bài hát Multiply

[Intro: A$AP
F*ck niggas multiply
the real niggas die, fake niggas gon' multiply
'Fore the real niggas live, f*ck won't multiply
F*ck won't multiply
niggas won't multiply
Igh, igh-igh-igh, igh-igh, igh-igh, igh

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

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

[Hook: 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 real die, fake niggas gon' multiply
When the real niggas die, niggas gon' multiply
all the real niggas die, fake niggas gon' multiply
But if the niggas live, f*ck niggas won't multiply

[Interlude 2: Rocky]
I'm the original badass, nigga
I'm the original Margiela madman, in the words of Yams
Smack the out a nigga in these skinny pants, feel me?
get it f*cked up, nigga, we been jiggy, been pretty
Still a bitch suck my dick, swag swag nigga

[Verse 2: A$AP
with a nigga like me, RIP my nigga Pimp C
HBA is weak, you can keep that
Shit, I might f*ck around and the Jeep back
No on it, flexin' with the seat back
B-Boy with the G pack, might f*ck around and bring the mink
to Big Boi and 3 Stacks, nigga
If you deaf bring the back, nigga
with a nigga like me, RIP my nigga Pimp C
HBA is weak, you can keep that
I'm a trend setter, you even peep that
the hoes, where the weed, where the G's at?
F*ck the FCC, tell 'em bleep
(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, Pretty Jodye
these f*ck niggas how you been
You can freshen our minds, talk down every now and then
On the style, gettin' 9 times out of 10
(Y'all got Flacko up)
I'm the motherf*ckin' of this fashion shit
I deserve just to brag a bit?
Set the blueprint, f*ck two cents
Number 1 stunner, ask if I'm accurate
My swag is immaculate
I got enough style just to mack your bitch
I think to when Pac is packin' lint
It's like a nigga got on accident
Now back to
lie, killers never lie
Triggers on the side by side, bet I'm down to
Prosper said let's to the sky, call it catastrophic
We don't ever die, we just multiply,

Juicy 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'