Luyện nghe bài hát Platinum

Bout time, opened up the do' for Z-Ro
Cause I've dropping hits, since ten years ago
to do it legal, and not slang yayo
If I get it legal, to the corner I go
I never took pride, in cocaine
Never could get a job, but needed some mo'
C.d.'s wasn't selling, I had no name
Nothing but a t-shirt, no piece no
Too many times, I was ready to up
Run up in a bank, and say is a stick-up
Put my pain on records, and record picked up
The I done shed, led me to the big bucks
and 4, I ain't broke no mo'
Cause God is my life jacket, when I solo
I to a hundred thousand, from a whole fo'
So all you haters hate me, as I make a mo'

I'm going platinum time, (this time-this time)
I think you fellas, better my mind (mind-mind)
I'm to collect my pennies, my nickels and my dimes (my dimes-my dimes)
And ain't nobody block out my shine (shine-shine)

They got me living in a '56, L
My locker full of commsary, and my fan
My city Z-Ro, what you gon do when you get out of jail
I do no mo' pyrexes, no mo' scales
Trying to a million dollas, off my melody
Couldn't see it coming, so I caught a state-jail
F-1 twelve, there resides the stars
Special thanks to love, cause "I Hate U Bitch" me to the top of the charts
Being free, is like being on
Niggaz still kick it with ya, but try to get of what ya got
I ain't seen, so many 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
Might not be rich in the present, but I'ma be in a minute
Cause I got three sitting up high, rolling 24's
Screaming A.B.N. get in the do', for Ro

Jealousy and envy, play a major
Everytime a playa, try to get his swoll
said I did this, and said I did that
Even homicide, I pushed the homie's 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 keep on
You can clip my wings, but I see in the sky so I'ma keep on flying
Until I find, a place
So many battle scars, blood on my chest and
I'm working or rapping 24/7, me and Satan be scrapping
He want my soul, but I gon let it happen
Even if I lose my life, trying to my dream
Whoever do me, gon have hell they face my team
I got same three 'causeos holding me down, if I ain't coming back
Bet they bury me with g-stacks, plus a plack

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