Luyện nghe bài hát Paris Morton Music II

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

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

After of Il Mulino
Or Sotto Sotto, just about women and vino
The contract like '91 Dan
I swear this got Rapino boostin' my ego
Overly focused, it's far from the to rest now
Debates 'bout who they think is the best now
Took a while, got the jokers out of the now
I'm holdin' all the and niggas wanna play chess now
I you talkin', say it twice so I know you meant it
Fuck it, I don't even tint it, they should know in it
I'm authentic, name, no gimmicks
No game, no scrimmage, I ain't with you niggas at all
My classmates, they went on to be accountants
Or work with their parents, but thinkin' 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 and learn
With the ink, I could murder to my nigga Irv
Yeah, I swear shit just 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, dolla-dolla y'all
rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M. get the money, bill y'all

Uh, I had 'fore 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 learn to speak Mandarin
Japanese for the yen I'm handlin'
International Hov, my handle
My Sean 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 homie said "Hov, there many of us"
I told him is more, nigga it's plenty of us

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

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

uh, look, fuck all that happy to be here shit that y'all want me on
I'm the big homie, they be tryna lil' bro me dog
Like I should fall in line, I should alert niggas
When I'm 'bout to drop somethin' and I say I'm the greatest of my generation
I should be dressin' different
Like I should be aggressive and pessimistic
Like I be way more nervous and less dismissive
Like I should be on my best
And not talk my shit and do it like the niggas who paved 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 make that clearer this year
I should feel, I don't know, guilty for saying that
They should put a couple more mirrors in so I can stare at myself
These are just 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 text her time to time, she a mom now
I guess sometimes life forces us to calm
I told her she live with me if she need to
I got a compound but I think straight
Cause she supported since Hot Beats before Wayne came
And got me out of the backroom I was rapping with Jas over beats I shouldn't have in the hopes for the glory
He walked past in the hallway 3 months later I'm his artist
He probably wouldn't remember story
But that stick with me
Always couldn't believe he called me
You never know, it happen to you
And I spent four Ferraris all on a brand new Bugatti
And did that shit it's something to do, yeah
I its just who I became dog
was the same dog