Luyện nghe bài hát Platinum

Bout time, opened up the do' for Z-Ro
Cause been dropping hits, since ten years ago
Trying to do it legal, and not slang
If I can't get it legal, to the I go
I took pride, in slanging cocaine
could get a job, but needed some mo' change
C.d.'s selling, because I had no name
Nothing but a t-shirt, no piece no
Too times, I was ready to give up
Run up in a bank, and say this is a
Put my pain on records, and record picked up
The I done shed, led me to the big bucks
2000 and 4, I broke no mo'
Cause God is my life jacket, when I sink
I went to a hundred thousand, from a fo'
So all you haters hate me, as I a little mo'

I'm going this time, (this time-this time)
I think you fellas, respect my mind (mind-mind)
I'm here to collect my pennies, my and my dimes (my dimes-my dimes)
And ain't nobody gonna out my shine (shine-shine)

They got me in a '56, Mass L
My full of commsary, and my fan mail
My city Z-Ro, what you gon do when you get out of jail
I do no mo' pyrexes, no mo' scales
Trying to make a dollas, off my melody
see it coming, so I caught a state-jail felony
F-1 bunk twelve, there the stars
Special thanks to love, cause "I Hate U Bitch" me to the top of the charts
Being free, is being on lock
Niggaz still kick it with ya, but try to get of what ya got
I ain't never seen, so feminine men
Swear to God they holding in the world, but ain't nobody seeing
That the life of me, I had to get it
not be rich in the present, but I'ma be rich in a minute
Cause I got three 'causeos sitting up high, 24's
Screaming A.B.N. get in the do', for Ro

Jealousy and envy, play a role
a playa, try to get his pockets swoll
Somebody said I did this, and said I did
Even told homicide, I pushed the wig back
They don't see, a nigga make it out of poverty
When will they realize, God is running with me ain't no me
Probably never will, so on trying
You can clip my wings, but I see happiness in the sky so keep on flying
Until I find, a place
So many battle scars, blood on my and face
Whether I'm working or rapping 24/7, me and be scrapping
He want my soul, but I ain't gon let it
Even if I lose my life, trying to chase my
Whoever do me, gon have hell they face my team
I got them three 'causeos holding me down, if I ain't coming back
Bet they bury me with g-stacks, a platinum plack

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