Luyện nghe bài hát Platinum

Bout time, opened up the do' for Z-Ro
I've been dropping hits, since ten years ago
Trying to do it legal, and not slang
If I get it legal, to the corner I go
I never took pride, in slanging
Never could get a job, but needed mo' change
C.d.'s selling, because I had no name
Nothing but a t-shirt, no piece no
Too many times, I was to give up
Run up in a bank, and say this is a
Put my pain on records, and sales 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 sink
I went to a hundred thousand, a whole 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, better my mind (mind-mind)
I'm here to collect my pennies, my and my dimes (my dimes-my dimes)
And ain't nobody gonna block out my (shine-shine)

They got me living in a '56, L
My locker of commsary, and my fan mail
My city saying Z-Ro, what you gon do you get out of jail
I do no mo' pyrexes, no mo' scales
Trying to make a million dollas, off my
see it coming, so I caught a state-jail felony
F-1 bunk twelve, 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
still kick it with ya, but try to get some of what ya got
I never seen, so many feminine men
Swear to God they holding in the world, but ain't seeing dividends
That ain't the 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, a major role
Everytime a playa, try to get his pockets
Somebody I did this, and said I did that
Even told homicide, I pushed the homie's wig
They don't wanna see, a nigga make it out of
When will realize, God is running with me ain't no stopping me
Probably will, so keep on trying
You can clip my wings, but I see in the sky so I'ma keep on flying
Until I find, a rested
So many scars, blood on my chest and face
Whether I'm or rapping 24/7, me and Satan 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 when they face my
I got them same three 'causeos holding me down, if I ain't back
Bet they bury me with g-stacks, plus a platinum

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