Luyện nghe bài hát Phone Numbers

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

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

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

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

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