Luyện nghe bài hát Pound Cake

Couple investments, a few of 'em made some sense
Keep your two pennies, especially if you ain't a cent
I learned the game and getting publishing ever since
People that ain't a dollar will say they ain't convinced
When you ride to 7-11 on handle bars
You vision how catchy hooks could take a man to Mars
The problem is y'all only just wanna hang with stars
Heard Lauryn and I wanted to take the world from Nas
I salute but I demand applause
I've given gifts, I still feel like Santa Clause
Males acting like girls I call it
This the type of verse that I bet you that type of man would
I can't stop and give haters what they ask for
99 thousand or more inside a cash
I'm the type to keep a passport on the dashboard, looking for a south of shore to make a dash for
Feeling like Damon been moving that acappella
When times is bleak I hit the freeway it's Roc-A-Fella
It's been a decade, get a clue you could stop me never
You'd have a chance of trying to stop a hot propeller
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 and I'll never do it for less, stress
Never that, I know the album is more than
quantity in the face and told it you're gonna wait
Send a salute to the 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 over rate
Met with the but said I wouldn't negotiate
Lyor millions, Jay made millions
And if Cam made millions I'm like I can sure relate
Killa -- see Mr. Koopa got 'em quite
People that hang with Mr. turn to sky dwellers
I'm from a city where the turn to pie sellers
And if any say they making millis they lie tellers

The struggle never cease
struggle look like 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 been on a beach, instead I to a beast
The clarity of my raps you'd think I speech
Saw me dirty my all over these Houston streets
The hundreds 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 like it's a blog
And Go Daddy what she tells me when we blog
I'm the type that'd make it and it a fee
And you the type make it they wouldn't take it for free
They look at you and they like "tell me in it for me" and wouldn't take ya disc if you put it under their Christmas tree
Me, let's about consistency
Consistently 'em feel like these other rappers ain't sick as me
I'm currently in city never get to see
The only suite they'll ever see is a pack of swishas G
My OG be calling me to tell me that the streets me
He know I'm but the reason is I eat picky
Like PlayStation pump fakin' and you'll see quickly
The game they'll always end up with a 360
Albums coming, I tell the doubters just till then
Shot videos and you know that I'd never waste a
They sleeping on me could hope that they never again
But gotta be sleep when you're planning a rude awakening

Cash rules around me
C.R.E.A.M. get the money, bill y'all

Hey yo Texas you the puzzles what I had to solve
Ya be bringing havoc like I had a mob
Had three enemies, so them odds what I had to
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 where you have to
Most of 'em and lying 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 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 believe it
Don't believe what ya
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 borrow your mothers car and put half a tank of