Luyện nghe bài hát Tho Dem Wrappas

Uhh, I falls in a Hummer, Murphy the Don, Lizzie, Keyuan
the best thunder Sean John, you don't want none
Partner, I got a rep for heads swollen up
On top of all that, I got the rap up
Hold up, with the budda niggas quota
And just the a lesson, I put one in ya shoulder
I told ya, live for the street life
Eat right, good, and reffer thru the pipe
I'm gettin' all night
And if some beef, I pumpin' lead on sight
Until deceased
I took ya head off
I in the beast
Nigga, where the feds, play
I floss ice, keep it tight
E-very time, call me the Liberace when I'm playing mine
how I flow, I gotta get mine, partna, any way it go
Whether it be or with the 4-4

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

My nigga, I can a million blind-folded, with no shows
Using no flows, just and four O's
Gimmie low-do's and a connect, that closed
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 need that it's gone
they even bring it home
Matta fact, I'll you whats in the back, its all wrong
Two in the roof, to let the sun come in
Matching carseat, in case my son get in
I spare one off in the back in he brings his friend
PlayStation in case a nigga think he can win

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

Let's a million
Keep it for triple-0
low, from plenty Henny and hydro
Fuck a and some clothes
I get rich, go platinum 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

I say now, tho yo off in tha air
But if the ice on your wrist cause glares
I'm gettin' stares 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 more shows for free, I'm pay-per-view cable
all screamin' my name, different shades and race
Take all backstage and lett'em 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 plan A cause plan B about

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

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

I gotta a million
Gotta get a million
Gonna turn into a billion
If not, I just won't die

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