Luyện nghe bài hát Phone Numbers

[Verse 1 - Wiz
I cop me one, cop me one for my old
You think she my bitch, she my old girl
Khalifa, a younger who handle his
Hoes get in my car, ask the channel is
Boss shit, look that up my nigga, I biz
On fire, a candle is
Niggas be off the mannequin
Hmm, and I get like where them camera's is?
yet sandwiches, bad bitch Spanish friends
Could of the President, rather be the man instead

- Wiz Khalifa]
Now when I get paid, my checks be looking phone numbers
Now when I get paid, my checks be looking phone numbers
(You can talk shit bitch, I'm a million)
I'm talking millions, nigga I'm millions
(You can talk bitch, I'm worth a million)
I'm talking millions, nigga I'm millions

Time is money so I went and a Rolex (Bought a Rolex)
Time is so I went and bought a Rolex (Bought a Rolex)
I'm millions, nigga I'm talking millions
(You can shit bitch, I'm worth a million)
I'm talking millions, nigga I'm millions
(You can talk bitch, I'm worth a million, what?)

2 - Trae Tha Truth]
I'm in the off this something that's corner surfing
Float, no water, my trunk is waving, I'm surfing
Blowing faces, I'm shitting on diamond infested
Time is money, the wrist bitch, my time is invested
I'm still the king and I'm out
Any block, any club, I it out
I the one for competition, I'ma blow it out
I'm going hard, I don't ever plan on out
I'm getting money, probably something you don't know
I stunt hard, you would that I was showing out
Don't me get them, I got them and I'ma throw them out
And back door on these hoes I was warning out
While I'm in this machine, the top
Tell them that the sky is the
With a four of freaks, she got her in my lap
So deep you think she was hiding in it

[Verse 3 - Big
Shrimp, steak, liquor, and
Real shit boy, niggas imposters
They deserve a Oscar, Costner
Oh my God sir,
I got this and that and I want like I got a hostage, yeah
Counting digits, no wonder why the money calling
Got bitch panties Niagara falling
Dollars come like I in the bank
I told them I could, they me I can't
want me to trip when I'm ducking the paint
I'm popping champagne, and puffing on
hard, boy, these niggas got to see me
My dick hard, your bitch is