Luyện nghe bài hát Pound Cake

Couple investments, a few of 'em made some major
Keep your two pennies, especially if you ain't made a
I learned the and been getting publishing ever since
People that ain't made a dollar will say ain't convinced
When you ride to 7-11 on some handle
You can't vision how catchy could take a man to Mars
The problem is that y'all only wanna hang with stars
Heard sing and I wanted to take the world from Nas
I but I still demand applause
given infinite gifts, I still feel like Santa Clause
Males acting girls I call it mano-pause
This the type of verse I bet you that type of man would pause
I can't stop and give these haters what ask for
99 thousand or more a cash drawer
I'm the to keep a passport on the dashboard, looking for a south of France shore to make a dash for
like Damon Dash been moving that 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 have a better of trying to stop a hot propeller
On a jet smoking a cigarette, with 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 it's worth and I'll never do it for less, stress
Never that, I know the album is more late
Looked quantity in the face and told it you're wait
Send a salute to the people who the culture straight, and those who culture hate I just hope you don't get to procreate
Met with some rappers that industry over rate
Met with the Devil but said I wouldn't
Lyor millions, Jay made millions
And if Cam made millions I'm feelin' I can sure relate
Killa -- see Mr. got 'em quite jealous
that hang with Mr. Koopa turn to sky dwellers
I'm from a city where the skinny to pie sellers
And if any say making millis then they lie tellers

The struggle will never
Your struggle look a puddle, my struggle look like a -- sheesh
I'm visualizing it like I'm Mr. Michael Artis
It's either Jackson or Jordan I feel Michael on beats
Could'a on a beach, instead I turn't to a beast
The clarity of my raps you'd think I 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 barkin'
That hype beasting is in Houston what we call
I make I'm pay for all my words like it's a auction
And Go what she tells me when we blog shopping
I'm the type that'd make it and it a fee
And you the type that make it they wouldn't 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, let's about consistency
Consistently make 'em feel like these rappers ain't sick as me
I'm in city they'll never get to see
The only suite that they'll ever see is a pack of G
My OG be me to tell me that the streets miss me
He know I'm eating but the is I eat picky
PlayStation they pump fakin' and you'll see quickly
The game they'll always end up with a 360
Albums coming, I tell the doubters just wait till
videos and you know that I'd never waste a lens
They sleeping on me could hope that never wake again
But they gotta be sleep when planning a rude awakening

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

Hey yo Texas you know the puzzles what I had to
Ya be bringing havoc like I had a mob
Had three enemies, so them what I had to dodge
And now I'm in cars that look like avatars
ain't never had the soft never had the hard, they try to make it sound deep to pretend they have a cause
Pushing them yellow bricks, no, that's where you have to
Most of 'em and lying like the man on Oz
They to you, falsifying within their little bars
They'd probably try to tell you really had a job
Tell you how they had to how they had rob
I went to Heaven and took a blessing 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
is as relevant as the person 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 a tank of unleaded