Luyện nghe bài hát Tho Dem Wrappas

Uhh, I falls through in a Hummer, Murphy the Don, Lizzie,
With the best thunder 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 the teach a lesson, I put one in ya shoulder
I told ya, 'Tics for the street life
Eat right, good, and reffer thru the pipe
I'm head all night
And if it's some beef, I pumpin' on sight
Until deceased
I ya head off right
I live in the
Nigga, where the feds, play
I floss ice, keep it tight
E-very time, call me the Black Liberace 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
it real 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
low, from plenty Henny and hydro
Fuck a and some clothes
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 Arm-n-Hammer and O's
Gimmie low-do's and a connect, that neva
And watch me lock it down from County to BenRos
some Mo-Mo's, gimme hundred spokes, all chrome
On the equipped to click and log on
I need that before it's
'Fore even bring it home
Matta fact, tell 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
just in case a nigga think he can win

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

I gotta a million
Gotta get a million
Gonna turn into a billion
If not, then I just die

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

Let's a million
Keep it 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

Let's make a
Keep it real for
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 myself a
Gonna that into a billion
If not, then I won't die

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