Luyện nghe bài hát The Motto (Remix)

[Verse 1: Mill]
Bottle after bottle, after model
Spending all this paper I fucking hit the lotto
All I is YOLO, nigga, that's the motto
Ricky told me, "Get em," and I him that I got 'em
And I got 'em day, every day
Bad bitch and she gon me every way, never stay
I hit it, then I'm dipping that-a-way, that-a-way
Young from the bottom and I never had a way
I really went whipping 62's to whipping 62's
Ain't of my niggas Crip, and we giving niggas the blues
We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches
You wondering why she fucking, we winning, nigga you lose
Yeah, I'm
I up in a Ghost, hundred on my necklace
And all my diamonds clear, they
I into a toilet on these niggas, they BS-ing
Two fingers, did it on 'em
Hold up, I shitted on 'em
I dropped Dreamchaser and I a milli on 'em
It matter what city I'm in, I'm going Philly in 'em
With my red P hat, nigga you we back
I'm going to Houston, I heard where they cheap at
I done put Percs down, think I'm 'bout to relapse
Just to her dope dick and ask her for some feedback
Like Shorty, do you this dick?
You know who you with?
Grab her by her weave, smack her ass like you fucking
Dont I talk nasty, she dont know my
But she gon get this dick and chew me up just like some Mint
me I be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof
Bad bitches waving at me, real niggas
I aint lie, they know Im the truth
And I aint gotta say Im fly, this G5 the crew
Im in the air bitch, diamonds clear
Took off my Rollie and got on Audemeer shit
I hear these haters talking, but I dont hear
Cause we get them bricks and stack them up like a pyramid

Yall niggas like bitches do
Same niggas in the district giving
I got killers on my team get at you
For a brick or two, put an end to you

2: Wale]
(?)
Black (?), sag sitting - low
Effortless flow, a couple a show
is 21, we playing (?)
Probably fuck up your budget, yea, Im playing with
Put that shit on whatever, we running another
Liquor, lot of bottles, tab you I got it
a night up at Diamonds, aint tricking it you got it
Designer shit, Im modest, astonishing to be honest
Obama on my arm, a presidential, you got it?
Get your revenue before you ever do talk on them
Niggas who work too hard to not show it off via
M G harder than anything that you part of
This professional ball, the you niggas is (?)
Yea Im on that ball shit, boy you with that shit
Fore he hit the room, hear a Vroom! from the Porsche
On that Yamaha, pardon me, Meek and them
She say she is not a groupie, I just speak to them!
You lying though, you to go
Apply smoke and watch the pride go
These bitches is little bitches, we never love em
To all the sisters ambition, I see your hustle
Im trying to go though, yall already though
Stepping on em, slept on us, (?)
want it, they better note that Im so focused
A message to my opponent: they better off to clone us
Keep her in Chanel your bitch is like an L
When she out, you (?), all she is like an L
Thats why I trust a ho, no never me
I just wanna get head, maybe ass fore I leave
a beef, keep it moving, she easily influenced
You niggas keep sleeping, you gon to meet (Cuba?)
I cant stand no motherfucking
Ima the reefer, you can have the hookah
Versace, Medusa, I probably, it
Around me, my crew, your bitch probably two up
Party with that throw parties too much
We right to fucking, they call you that (?)
And what up
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