Luyện nghe bài hát Paris Morton Music 2

"Good God Almighty, like in the old days
You know, years ago they had the A&R men to you what to play
How to play it and you whether it's disco and rock
But um, we went in the studio and we did it
We had in the studio, of course, you know
Compliments of the company, and we just back and did it
So we hope you enjoy listening to this half as much
As we enjoyed playing it for you, we had a ball
Only real music is last
All the bullshit is here today and gone tomorrow"

Cash everything around me
C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla y'all

hours of Il Mulino
Or Sotto Sotto, just about women and vino
The contract '91 Dan Marino
I swear this got Rapino boostin' my ego
Overly focused, it's far from the to rest now
Debates growing 'bout who they think is the now
a while, got the jokers out of the deck now
I'm holdin' all the cards and wanna play chess now
I hear you talkin', say it twice so I know you it
Fuck it, I don't even tint it, should know who's in it
I'm authentic, name, no gimmicks
No game, no scrimmage, I ain't playin' with you at all
My classmates, they went on to be accountants
Or with their parents, but thinkin' back on how they treated me
My high school reunion might be an appearance
Make everybody have to go through security
Tables turn, bridges burn, you live and
With the ink, I could murder word to my Irv
Yeah, I shit just started clickin' dog
You know it's real you are who you think you are

Cash everything around me
C.R.E.A.M. get the money, bill y'all
Cash rules everything me
C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill

Uh, I had Benzes you had braces
The all black but I'm not a racist
Inside's whiter Katy Perry's face is
Yellow diamonds in my
I just might to speak Mandarin
Japanese for the yen I'm handlin'
Hov, that's my handle
My saint's Don, light a candle
El Santo on the mantle
'Case y'all didn't know, I Spanish too
to Worldwide Wes
Everywhere we go we leave a worldwide
Yes, still Roc La
Says a lot you if you not feelin' us
The said "Hov, there ain't many of us"
I told him less is more, nigga it's of us

Cash everything around me
C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla y'all

Cake, cake-cake, cake-cake,
500 million, I got a pound
Niggas is frontin', that's cake
Get 'em a red nose, they cakes
They shoulda let you 'round cake
Look at my neck, I got a carrot
Now here's the on the cake
Cake, cake-cake,
Uh I'm just started, oh yeah we got it bitch
I've done made more millionaires the lotto did
Dame made millions, made millions
Ye made millions, Just made
Lyor made millions, Cam millions
tell you if he wasn't in his feelings
I'm in my bag
My bloodshot but my jet don't lag
A pair of Jordan 3's chase this cash
Gucci air bag just in we crash
Uh, night was mad trill
I'm fresh out of Advil, Jesus grab the

Yeah uh, look, fuck all that happy to be shit that y'all want me on
I'm the big homie, they still be tryna bro me dog
Like I should fall in line, like I should alert
When I'm 'bout to drop somethin' crazy and I say I'm the greatest of my
Like I should be dressin'
Like I should be less aggressive and
Like I should be way more and less dismissive
I should be on my best behavior
And not talk my shit and do it major like the who paved the way for us
Like I study the game to the letter
And understand that I'm not doin' it the same, man, I'm doin' it
Like I didn't make clearer this year
I should feel, I don't know, guilty for saying that
They should put a more mirrors in here so I can stare at myself
These are usually some thoughts that I would share with myself
But I "Fuck it"
It's worth it to share 'em with someone else more Paris for once
I her from time to time, she a mom now
I guess sometimes forces us to calm down
I her she could live with me if she need to
I got a but I think she's straight
Cause she supported since Hot right before Wayne came
And got me out of the backroom where I was rapping with Jas over beats I shouldn't have in the hopes for the
He walked past in the hallway 3 months later I'm his artist
He wouldn't remember that story
But that stick with me
Always couldn't believe he called me
You never know, it happen to you
And I just four Ferraris all on a brand new Bugatti
And did that shit it's something to do, yeah
I guess its who I became dog
was the same dog