Luyện nghe bài hát Tho Dem Wrappas

Uhh, I falls through in a Hummer, Murphy the Don, Lizzie,
With the best thunder Sean John, you want none
Partner, I got a rep for leavin' swollen up
On top of all that, I got the rap up
Hold up, with the budda thumpin' niggas
And just the a lesson, I put one in ya shoulder
I told ya, 'Tics live for the street
Eat right, fuck good, and thru the pipe
I'm head all night
And if it's beef, I pumpin' lead on sight
they deceased
I took ya head off
I in the beast
Nigga, where the feds, sheist
I still ice, keep it tight
E-very time, call me the Liberace when I'm playing mine
That's how I flow, I get mine, partna, any way it go
Whether it be rapping or the 4-4

make a million
Keep it for triple-0
Eyes low, from Henny and hydro
Fuck a and some clothes
I get rich, go platinum and do shows
And get the

make a million
Keep it real for
Eyes low, from Henny and hydro
Fuck a bitch and some
I gotta get rich, go platinum and do
And get the

My nigga, I can make a blind-folded, with no shows
Using no flows, just and four O's
Gimmie low-do's and a connect, that neva
And watch me lock it down from County to BenRos
Fuck some Mo-Mo's, hundred spokes, all chrome
On the Navigator equipped to and log on
I need that it's gone
'Fore they bring it home
Matta fact, I'll tell you in the back, its all wrong
Two holes in the roof, to let the sun in
Matching carseat, in case my son get in
I one off in the back in case he brings his friend
PlayStation just in a nigga think he can win

Let's a million
Keep it for triple-0
Eyes low, from plenty Henny and
Fuck a bitch and some
I gotta get rich, go and do shows
And get the

Let's a million
Keep it for triple-0
Eyes low, plenty Henny and hydro
Fuck a bitch and some
I get rich, go platinum and do shows
And get the

I make a million
Gotta get a million
turn that into a billion
If not, then I just die

I say now, tho yo off in tha air
But only if the ice on your cause glares
I'm gettin' from dime bitches, is he alone
Where's his Mrs., 1-2-3-4-5 of Cris's
On the table, got straws they ripped off the labels
No shows for free, I'm pay-per-view like cable
They all my name, different shades and race
Take all backstage and lett'em plead they case
Make a million Jigga, standin' in one place
Sound Scan like Thrilla with out changing my
threw a weak plan B says who? (says Mase)
Then what's A cause plan B about papes

Let's make a
it real for triple-0
Eyes low, plenty Henny and hydro
Fuck a bitch and clothes
I gotta get rich, go and do shows
And get the

make a million
Keep it real for
Eyes low, plenty Henny and hydro
Fuck a and some clothes
I gotta get rich, go and do shows
And get the

I gotta a million
get myself a million
Gonna turn that into a
If not, then I just die

All my Midwest tryin' to make a mill
Tho dem (and get the dough)
All my Dirty niggas tryin' to make a mill
Tho dem (and get the dough)
All my West Coast tryin' to make a mill
Tho dem (and get the dough)
All my East Coast niggas to make a mill
Tho dem (and get the dough)