Luyện nghe bài hát Tho Dem Wrappas

Uhh, I falls through in a Hummer, Murphy the Don, Lizzie,
the best thunder Sean John, you don't want none
Partner, I got a rep for leavin' heads 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, live for the street life
Eat right, fuck good, and thru the pipe
I'm head all night
And if it's some beef, I lead on sight
they deceased
I ya head off right
I live in the
Nigga, where the feds, sheist
I still ice, keep it tight
E-very time, call me the Black Liberace when I'm playing
how I flow, I gotta get mine, partna, any way it go
Whether it be or with the 4-4

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

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

My nigga, I can make a million blind-folded, 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 North County to
Fuck Mo-Mo's, gimme hundred spokes, all chrome
On the Navigator to click and log on
I need that it's gone
'Fore they even it home
Matta fact, I'll you whats in the back, its all wrong
Two in the roof, to let the sun come in
leather carseat, in case my son get in
I one off in the back in case he brings his friend
PlayStation just in case a nigga he can win

Let's a million
Keep it 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

Let's a million
Keep it for triple-0
Eyes low, from plenty Henny and
Fuck a bitch and 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, I just won't die

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

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

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

I gotta a million
get myself a million
Gonna that into a billion
If not, then I won't die

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