Luyện nghe bài hát The Trillest

Was the money good?, Was em bitches Was them fuckin' good?
Did your show you love?, did the hoes say you fly?
If your friends say loyal, throw your rollies in the sky
For the trillest, for the
As the champagne and the campaigns roar
And the lights shine bright every that plug, for the trillest

See my momma cry too many
And we broke like too many years
It ain't too many kids, a couple homies, there too many there
And they all gotta eat, got too many kids
To many kids with no fathers, doing too many
Too many bids, just 'em kids too many years
As soon as you get money, that's sooner they appear
Some ? as soon as you
And yeah, I've been losin' touch with my family, it the same
I should've gave my sister money, but I made it rain
I hit the crib with my son and play a game
But instead I ended up at the jeweler to a chain
It's saying saying when you make money it make you
Like four quarters, the fourth quarter, I made a
Shit, I had to walk they talkin' 'bout takin' trains
And takin' planes, I put the work in and a name
But the is

Was the good?, Was them bitches bad? was they fuckin' good?
Did your hood show you love?, did the hoes say you
If your friends say you're loyal, your rollies in the sky
For the trillest, for the
As the champagne boils and the roar
And the shine bright every night that plug, for the trillest

I never wanted to be like Mike, I wanted to be Mitch
Now all the lil' wanna be like this
I wear my in any city, let you see my shit
Cause I earned that, it's on me, I'mma keep that
I got blood on my money, in my soul
Do you know the feeling durin' with no clothes?
Now it's stars in the ceiling, bringing ether out the
With the curtains on the windows, I'm just peepin' at my
Money made me iller, already was
Young kings killin', young over skrilla
That's why I ride mac on me like I was Miller
Or Reggie when I shoot for that
They drop fetty, that's good
to my city, we talk heavy and die young
When we get paper, we cop Prezis ?
20 inch for the dope boy
Sellin' that coke boy, trappin' on note boy
Got that ? off money, I need a note for!?
In school hallways like "fuck I need a note for!?"
We ain't wanna go to class, was sellin' raw
The was coppa too, hit him with a snowball

Was the money good?, Was bitches bad? was they fuckin' good?
Did your hood show you love?, did the hoes say you
If your friends say you're loyal, your rollies in the sky
For the trillest, for the
As the champagne and the campaigns roar
And the lights shine every night that plug, for the trillest

Lookin' for that intro I was at the dealer lookin' for Benzo
Match kicks with my Kenzo, nigga
of a lion, hungry as hippo
When I was on my last, ain't tell me shit though
slicker than Crisco, niggas talkin', I get low
Do my thing, they back, know how that shit go
And they still say I'm
I'm still steak with the asparagus
When I get money like I married it
1 milly, 2 milly, 3 milly, it
Since they say I'm underground, I run bitch like Harriet
Rolls Royce pushin' slow like a chariot
up on 'em niggas that got to me, shit, embarrassin'
I'mma real nigga with money, never it
You a fake with money, it's no comparison
Told me that I couldn't get when I was rappin' it
And told me I couldn't do songs when I was
They me that I couldn't be trap, I started trappin' it
Never listen to 'em, oh well, shit is
just go sit up in this back again
Smoke the weed and at 'em
Make a couple million by
Couple niggas dropped on Twitter say back again
Couple months later on Twitter they say us
on 'em Nicky voice, did it on 'em Benjamins
Plently of 'em Benjamins, semi on 'em a on a-
Whole 'nother from before now
my niggas when I see a hundred mil its going down
When I made my first mil, I was "it's on now"
Then I made my second mil, money on the now
Then I made my third mil, I'm "I need more now?"
I got in my zone and that money pourin' down
Every I hit the booth, microphone torn down
We get a pair of Pumas, we up in the store now, bitches!