Luyện nghe bài hát Paris Morton Music II

"Good God Almighty, back in the old days
You know, years ago they had the A&R men to tell you to play
How to play it and you know it's disco and rock
But um, we just went in the 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 to this album half as much
As we enjoyed it for you, because we had a ball
Only real music is last
All the other bullshit is today and gone tomorrow"

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

After of Il Mulino
Or Sotto Sotto, talkin' 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 is the best now
Took a while, got the out of the deck now
I'm holdin' all the cards and niggas wanna chess now
I hear you talkin', say it twice so I know you it
Fuck it, I don't tint it, they should know who's in it
I'm authentic, real name, no
No game, no scrimmage, I ain't playin' you niggas at all
My classmates, they went on to be chartered
Or work with their parents, but back on how they treated me
My school reunion might be worth an appearance
Make everybody have to go security clearance
Tables turn, bridges burn, you live and
With the ink, I could murder to my nigga Irv
Yeah, I swear shit started clickin' dog
You know it's real you are who you think you are

rules 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, bill y'all

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

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

Cake, cake-cake, cake-cake,
500 million, I got a cake
is frontin', that's upside-down cake
Get 'em a red nose, they cakes
They shoulda never let you 'round
Look at my neck, I got a cake
Now here's the icing on the
Cake, cake-cake,
Uh I'm just gettin' started, oh yeah we got it
I've made more millionaires than the lotto did
Dame made millions, made millions
Ye made millions, Just made
Lyor made millions, Cam made
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 3's tryna chase this cash
Gucci air bag just in we crash
Uh, last night was mad
I'm fresh out of Advil, Jesus the wheel

Yeah uh, look, fuck all that happy to be here shit y'all want me on
I'm the big homie, they still be lil' bro me dog
Like I should in line, like I should alert niggas
When I'm 'bout to drop crazy and I say I'm the greatest of my generation
Like I should be different
I should be less 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
Like I study the game to the letter
And that I'm not doin' it the same, man, I'm doin' it better
Like I didn't that clearer this year
Like I feel, I don't know, guilty for saying that
should put a couple more mirrors in here so I can stare at myself
These are usually just some thoughts that I would with myself
But I "Fuck it"
It's worth it to share 'em with someone else more than Paris for
I her from time to time, she a mom now
I sometimes life forces us to calm down
I told her she live with me if she need to
I got a compound but I think she's
Cause she supported since Hot Beats before Wayne came
And got me out of the backroom where I was rapping Jas over beats I shouldn't have in the hopes for the glory
He right past in the hallway 3 months later I'm his artist
He probably wouldn't remember that
But that shit with me
Always couldn't when 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 cause something to do, yeah
I its just who I became dog
Nothing was the dog