Luyện nghe bài hát Platinum

Bout time, they up the do' for Z-Ro
Cause I've dropping hits, since ten years ago
Trying to do it legal, and not yayo
If I get it legal, to the corner I go
I took pride, in slanging cocaine
Never could get a job, but needed some mo'
C.d.'s wasn't selling, because I had no
Nothing but a t-shirt, no no chain
Too many times, I was ready to up
Run up in a bank, and say this is a
Put my pain on records, and record picked up
The tears I shed, led me to the big bucks
2000 and 4, I ain't no mo'
Cause God is my life jacket, when I sink
I to a hundred thousand, from a whole fo'
So all you haters me, as I make a little mo'

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

They got me living in a '56, L
My locker full of commsary, and my fan
My city saying Z-Ro, what you gon do you get out of jail
I can't do no mo' pyrexes, no mo'
Trying to a million dollas, off my melody
Couldn't see it coming, so I caught a state-jail
F-1 bunk twelve, there the stars
Special to love, cause "I Hate U Bitch" climbed me to the top of the charts
free, is like being on lock
Niggaz still kick it 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
Might not be rich in the present, but I'ma be rich in a
Cause I got 'causeos 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 pockets
Somebody said I did this, and I did that
Even told homicide, I pushed the homie's wig
don't wanna see, a nigga make it out of poverty
When will they realize, God is running me ain't no stopping 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 rested
So battle scars, blood on my chest and face
I'm working or rapping 24/7, me and Satan be scrapping
He my soul, but I ain't gon let it happen
Even if I lose my life, trying to chase my
do me, gon have hell when they face my team
I got them same three 'causeos holding me down, if I ain't back
Bet they bury me with g-stacks, a platinum plack

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