Luyện nghe bài hát Paris Morton Music 2

"Good God Almighty, like back in the old
You know, ago they had the A&R men to tell you what to play
How to it and you know 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 laid and did it
So we hope you enjoy listening to album half as much
As we playing it for you, because we had a ball
Only real music is last
All the bullshit is here today and gone tomorrow"

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

After hours of Il
Or Sotto Sotto, just talkin' about and vino
The contract like '91 Dan
I swear got Michael Rapino boostin' my ego
focused, it's far from the time to rest now
Debates growing 'bout who think is the best now
a while, got the jokers out of the deck now
I'm holdin' all the cards and niggas wanna chess now
I hear you talkin', say it so I know you meant it
Fuck it, I don't even it, they should know who's in it
I'm authentic, real name, no
No game, no scrimmage, I playin' with you niggas at all
My classmates, went on to be chartered accountants
Or work with parents, but thinkin' back on how they treated me
My high school reunion might be an appearance
everybody have to go through security clearance
Tables turn, burn, you live and learn
With the ink, I could murder word to my Irv
Yeah, I swear shit just started 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 around me
C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla y'all

Uh, I had Benzes 'fore you had
The all Maybach but I'm not a racist
Inside's whiter than Perry's face is
Yellow in my Jesús
I just might learn to Mandarin
Japanese for the yen I'm handlin'
International Hov, that's my
My saint's Don, light a candle
El Gran on the mantle
'Case didn't know, I speak Spanish too
to Worldwide Wes
Everywhere we go we leave a mess
Yes, Roc La Familia
Says a lot you if you not feelin' us
The homie said "Hov, there ain't of us"
I told him less is more, it's plenty of us

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

Cake, cake-cake, cake-cake,
500 million, I got a pound
is frontin', that's upside-down cake
Get 'em a red nose, they clown
shoulda never let you 'round cake
Look at my neck, I got a carrot
Now here's the icing on the
Cake, cake-cake,
Uh I'm gettin' started, oh yeah we got it bitch
I've made more millionaires than the lotto did
made millions, Bigg made millions
Ye made millions, Just millions
made millions, Cam made millions
Beans tell you if he wasn't in his
I'm in my bag
My eyes bloodshot but my jet lag
A pair of Jordan 3's chase this cash
air bag just in case we crash
Uh, night was mad trill
I'm fresh out of Advil, Jesus grab the

Yeah uh, look, fuck all happy to be here shit that y'all want me on
I'm the big homie, they still be lil' bro me dog
Like I should fall in line, like I alert niggas
When I'm 'bout to drop somethin' and I say I'm the greatest of my generation
Like I be dressin' different
Like I should be aggressive and pessimistic
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 niggas who the way for us
I didn't study the game to the letter
And understand I'm not doin' it the same, man, I'm doin' it better
Like I didn't that clearer this year
Like I should feel, I don't know, for saying that
They should put a couple more in here so I can stare at myself
These are usually just some thoughts I would share with myself
But I "Fuck it"
It's worth it to share 'em someone else more than Paris for once
I text her time to time, she a mom now
I guess sometimes forces us to calm down
I told her she could with me if she need to
I got a compound but I think she's
Cause she supported Hot Beats right before Wayne came
And got me out of the backroom where I was rapping with Jas beats I shouldn't have in the hopes for the glory
He walked right past in the 3 months later I'm his artist
He probably wouldn't remember story
But that shit stick me
Always couldn't believe when he me
You know, it could happen to you
And I spent four Ferraris all on a brand new Bugatti
And did that shit cause it's something to do,
I guess its who I became dog
Nothing was the dog