Luyện nghe bài hát Tho Dem Wrappas

Uhh, I falls in a Hummer, Murphy the Don, Lizzie, Keyuan
With the thunder Sean John, you don't want none
Partner, I got a rep for leavin' swollen up
On top of all that, I got the rap up
Hold up, the budda thumpin' niggas quota
And just the a lesson, I put one in ya shoulder
I told ya, 'Tics live for the life
Eat right, fuck good, and reffer the pipe
I'm gettin' head all
And if it's beef, I pumpin' lead on sight
Until deceased
I took ya off right
I live in the
Nigga, where the feds, sheist
I floss 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
it be rapping or with the 4-4

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

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

My nigga, I can a million blind-folded, with no shows
Using no flows, Arm-n-Hammer and four O's
Gimmie low-do's and a connect, that neva
And watch me it down from North County to BenRos
Fuck some Mo-Mo's, gimme spokes, all chrome
On the equipped to click and log on
I that before it's gone
'Fore even 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
just in case a nigga think he can win

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

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

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

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

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

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

I gotta make a
Gotta get myself a
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 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 niggas tryin' to make a mill
Tho dem (and get the dough)