Luyện nghe bài hát Paris Morton Music II

"Good God Almighty, like in the old days
You know, years ago 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 just 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 this half as much
As we enjoyed it for you, because we had a ball
Only music is gonna last
All the bullshit is here today and gone tomorrow"

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

hours of Il Mulino
Or Sotto Sotto, just talkin' about and vino
The contract like '91 Dan
I swear got Michael Rapino boostin' my ego
Overly focused, far from the time to rest now
Debates growing 'bout who they think is the now
a while, got the jokers out of the deck now
I'm all the cards 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 playin' you niggas at all
My classmates, they went on to be chartered
Or work their parents, but thinkin' back on how they treated me
My high reunion might be worth an appearance
Make everybody to go through security clearance
Tables turn, bridges burn, you live and
With the ink, I could murder word to my Irv
Yeah, I swear shit just clickin' dog
You know it's real when you are who you you are

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

Uh, I had Benzes 'fore you had
The all black Maybach but I'm not a
whiter than Katy Perry's face is
Yellow in my Jesús
I just might to speak Mandarin
Japanese for the yen that I'm
International Hov, my handle
My saint's Sean Don, a candle
El Santo on the mantle
y'all didn't know, I speak Spanish too
Shoutout to Wes
Everywhere we go we leave a mess
Yes, still Roc La
a lot about you if you not feelin' us
The homie said "Hov, there ain't of us"
I him less is more, nigga it's plenty 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 pound
Niggas is frontin', upside-down cake
Get 'em a red nose, they clown
They never let you 'round cake
at my neck, I got a carrot cake
Now here's the on the cake
Cake, cake-cake,
Uh I'm just gettin' started, oh we got it bitch
I've done made more than the lotto did
Dame made millions, Bigg made
Ye made millions, Just made
Lyor made millions, Cam made
tell you if he wasn't in his feelings
I'm in my bag
My eyes but my jet don't lag
A pair of Jordan 3's tryna chase cash
Gucci air bag just in we crash
Uh, last was mad trill
I'm fresh out of Advil, Jesus grab the

Yeah uh, look, fuck all that happy to be here shit that want me on
I'm the big homie, they be tryna lil' bro me dog
Like I should fall in line, like I should niggas
When I'm 'bout to drop somethin' crazy and I say I'm the greatest of my
I should be dressin' different
Like I should be less aggressive and
Like I should be way more nervous and less
Like I be on my best behavior
And not talk my shit and do it like the niggas who paved the way for us
Like I didn't study the to the letter
And understand that I'm not doin' it the same, man, I'm it better
Like I didn't that clearer this year
I should feel, I don't know, guilty for saying that
They should put a couple more mirrors in here so I can at myself
are usually just some thoughts that I would share with myself
But I "Fuck it"
It's worth it to share 'em someone else more than Paris for once
I her from time to time, she a mom now
I guess sometimes life forces us to calm
I told her she could live with me if she 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 I was rapping with Jas over 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 that
But that shit stick me
couldn't believe when he called me
You know, it could happen to you
And I just spent four Ferraris all on a new Bugatti
And did that cause it's something to do, yeah
I its just who I became dog
Nothing was the dog