Luyện nghe bài hát Tho Dem Wrappas

Uhh, I through in a Hummer, Murphy the Don, Lizzie, Keyuan
With the best thunder Sean John, you don't want
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 the teach 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 some beef, I pumpin' lead on sight
they deceased
I took ya off right
I live in the
Nigga, where the feds, play
I still ice, keep it tight
E-very time, call me the Black Liberace when I'm mine
how I flow, I gotta get mine, partna, any way it go
Whether it be or with the 4-4

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

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

My nigga, I can make a million blind-folded, with no
Using no flows, just Arm-n-Hammer and O's
Gimmie and a connect, that neva closed
And watch me lock it from North County to BenRos
Fuck some Mo-Mo's, gimme spokes, all chrome
On the Navigator to click and log on
I need that before gone
'Fore they even it home
Matta fact, I'll tell you whats in the back, its all
Two holes in the roof, to let the sun in
Matching carseat, in case my son get in
I spare one off in the back in he brings his friend
PlayStation just in a nigga think he can win

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

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

I gotta make a
Gotta get myself a
turn that into a billion
If not, then I won't die

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

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

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

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