Luyện nghe bài hát Pound Cake

Couple investments, a few of 'em some major sense
Keep your two pennies, if you ain't made a cent
I learned the game and getting publishing ever since
People that ain't made a dollar will say they ain't
When you ride to 7-11 on some bars
You can't vision how catchy hooks could take a man to
The problem is that only just wanna hang with stars
Heard Lauryn sing and I wanted to take the from Nas
I salute but I demand applause
I've given gifts, I still feel like Santa Clause
Males like girls I call it mano-pause
This the type of verse that I bet you that of man would pause
I can't stop and give haters what they ask for
99 thousand or inside a cash drawer
I'm the type to keep a passport on the dashboard, for a south of France shore to make a dash for
Feeling like Damon Dash been moving acappella
When times is bleak I hit the like it's Roc-A-Fella
It's been a decade, get a that you could stop me never
You'd a better chance of trying to stop a hot propeller
On a jet while a cigarette, with gasoline on ya hands
on ya breath, oh yes I do it the best, get verses then you are blessed I do it for what it's worth and I'll never do it for less, stress
Never that, I the album is more than late
Looked quantity in the and told it you're gonna wait
Send a to the people who push the culture straight, and those who culture hate I just hope you don't get to procreate
Met with some rappers that industry people rate
Met with the but said I wouldn't negotiate
Lyor made millions, Jay made
And if Cam made millions I'm feelin' like I can sure
Killa -- see Mr. got 'em quite jealous
that hang with Mr. Koopa turn to sky dwellers
I'm from a city the skinny turn to pie sellers
And if any say making millis then they lie tellers

The will never cease
Your struggle look like a puddle, my struggle like a -- sheesh
I'm it clear like I'm Mr. Michael Artis
It's either Jackson or I feel like Michael on beats
been on a beach, instead I turn't to a beast
The of my raps you'd think I created speech
Saw me my cleats all over these Houston streets
The stay in my reach
The stay on a leash
*Bark*, I know you them dogs barkin'
That hype beasting is in what we call boppin'
I I'm pay for all my words like it's a blog auction
And Go Daddy she tells me when we blog shopping
I'm the type that'd it and give it a fee
And you the type that make it wouldn't take it for free
They look at you and they like "tell me what's in it for me" and wouldn't take ya if you put it under their Christmas tree
Me, talk about consistency
Consistently make 'em feel these other rappers ain't sick as me
I'm in city they'll never get to see
The only suite that they'll see is a pack of swishas G
My OG be calling me to tell me that the miss me
He know I'm but the reason is I eat picky
Like PlayStation they pump fakin' and see quickly
The switched they'll always end up with a 360
Albums coming, I tell the doubters wait till then
Shot videos and you know I'd never waste a lens
They sleeping on me could hope that they wake again
But they gotta be sleep when you're a rude awakening

Cash rules everything me
C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla y'all

Hey yo Texas you the puzzles what I had to solve
Ya prodigy be havoc like I had a mob
Had three enemies, so odds what I had to dodge
And now I'm riding in cars that look avatars
They ain't never had the soft never had the hard, they try to make it deep to pretend they have a cause
Pushing them yellow bricks, no, that's you have to pause
Most of 'em and lying like the man on Oz
They lying to you, within their little bars
They'd probably try to you Tommy really had a job
Tell you how had to starve; how they had rob
Like I went to Heaven and took a from the hand of God
Nah
Sorry I don't don't it
Don't what ya reading
Who the ones that it?
Not them, we did
Irrelevance is as relevant as the person said it, and you ain't never did anything, don't you ever forget it
dialogue you can dead it
You your mothers car and put half a tank of unleaded