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 publishing since
People that ain't made a dollar will say they ain't
When you ride to 7-11 on handle bars
You vision how catchy hooks could take a man to Mars
The problem is that only just wanna hang with stars
Heard sing and I wanted to take the world from Nas
I salute but I still applause
I've given infinite gifts, I still feel Santa Clause
Males acting like girls I call it
the type of verse that I bet you that type of man would pause
I can't stop and 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 shore to make a for
Feeling Damon Dash been moving that acappella
When times is bleak I hit the like it's Roc-A-Fella
been a decade, get a clue 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 you are blessed I do it for what it's worth and I'll never do it for less, stress
Never that, I know the is more than late
Looked in the face and told it you're gonna wait
a salute to the people who push the culture straight, and those who culture hate I just hope you don't get to procreate
Met some rappers that industry people over rate
Met with the but said I wouldn't negotiate
made millions, Jay made millions
And if Cam made I'm feelin' like I can sure relate
Killa -- see Mr. got 'em quite jealous
People that 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 never cease
Your struggle look like a puddle, my struggle look a -- sheesh
I'm visualizing it clear like I'm Mr. Artis
It's either or Jordan I feel like Michael on beats
been on a beach, instead I turn't to a beast
The clarity of my raps think I created speech
Saw me dirty my all over these Houston streets
The stay in my reach
The stay on a leash
*Bark*, I know you them dogs barkin'
hype 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 we blog shopping
I'm the type that'd it and give it a fee
And you the type that make it they wouldn't take it for
They look at you and they "tell me what's in it for me" and wouldn't take ya disc if you put it under their Christmas tree
Me, let's talk consistency
Consistently make 'em feel like these 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 of swishas G
My OG be calling me to tell me the streets miss me
He I'm eating but the reason is I eat picky
Like PlayStation they pump fakin' and you'll see
The game switched they'll always end up a 360
Albums coming, I tell the doubters just wait till
Shot videos and you that I'd never waste a lens
They sleeping on me could hope they never wake again
But they gotta be sleep when you're planning a 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 what I had to
And now I'm riding in cars that look like
They ain't never had the soft never had the hard, they try to make it sound deep to pretend they have a
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 little bars
probably 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 blessing from the of God
Nah
Sorry I don't believe it
Don't believe what ya
Who the that achieved 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 car and put half a tank of unleaded