Luyện nghe bài hát This is my story

This is my story, yeah, I'm from Chi-town dirt
I went from broke to sleeping in Versace shirts
is my story - money, cars, bad hoes
This is my
And I'm, stickin', to it

[R.
Came from humble beginnings now I'm with my spending
say "life is just a game" and I thank God that I'm winning
Models roll my indo, I the pussy, Django
niggas talking money, I got more digits in my GEICO
She make a pole disappear like pocus
You're ain't never gon' find another nigga focus
I got every block, every street corners up
Whatever club my city, throw it up
I own the game, coach player shown up
Okay, haters throw fitted showed up

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Yeah, 2 Chainz...
Velcro, I'm sticking to it, hatin', I've a victim to it
Your conversation is sanitation, ain't no hesitation I finna do it
I stick it in (uh) switch it up and try to hit a (uh)
Live it up and count my dividends, roll, cinnamon
Woah, big Benjamin's as she lookin' at me
Like ye'en ain't nothin' but a star if you ride with you ain't going that far
But if you ride with me, crib so big we can play
You can confide to me, ride me like I ride the
Pilot seat, I need a co-pilot, a ass in both mouths
Them talking both lips, what you know boat trips?
Drop her ass at the (Chocolate Factory) (yeah), we did (12 Play's) (yeah)
And you know who you is girl - we been fuckin' since the grade, goddamn

[R.
up to the club at about three
I'm killin' it, guilty no
I'm out at 6 with a dime piece
By 9 o'clock, we on round
I speak of rain they say I'm crazy like they didn't
See I'm not but my talent, man, got bipolar
Say she's a girl but man she's blowing holy smokes
Showed her the Jesus piece now she got the Holy
They them in a interview, "why do he love these girls?"
The thing he had to say was, "motherfuck the world!"