Luyện nghe bài hát Pound Cake

Couple investments, a few of 'em some major sense
Keep your two pennies, especially if you ain't a cent
I learned the game and been getting 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 hooks could take a man to Mars
The problem is y'all only just wanna hang with stars
Heard Lauryn sing and I wanted to take the world Nas
I but I still demand applause
I've given infinite gifts, I still like Santa Clause
Males acting girls I call it mano-pause
This the type of verse that I bet you that of man would pause
I can't and give these haters what they ask for
99 thousand or inside a cash drawer
I'm the type to keep a passport on the dashboard, looking for a south of France to make a dash for
Feeling like Damon been moving that acappella
When times is bleak I hit the freeway like Roc-A-Fella
It's been a decade, get a clue you could stop me never
You'd have a better chance of trying to stop a hot
On a jet while smoking a cigarette, gasoline on ya hands
Kerosene 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 never do it for less, stress
that, I know the album is more than late
Looked quantity in the face and 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 Devil but said I wouldn't
Lyor made millions, Jay millions
And if Cam millions I'm feelin' like I can sure relate
-- see Mr. Koopa got 'em quite jealous
People that hang Mr. Koopa turn to sky dwellers
I'm from a city where the skinny to pie sellers
And if any say they making millis then they lie

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

Cash everything around me
C.R.E.A.M. get the money, dolla-dolla bill

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