Luyện nghe bài hát Trillionaire

[Chorus -
I know they on me, 'cause I'm the man
I'm too trill homie, I don't give a
I'm a self trillionaire
I'm a self made
From the to the top
I came from the
niggas don't stop
Let 'em harder
Self trillionaire
I'm a self made

1 - Bun B]
Ok, let's get this crackilatin'
No more
They they told me Bun hesitate
Don't keep bastards waitin'
I'm puttin' egos and
I'm so
People stop dance
Say damn niggas fascinatin'
We dro up in the air
You it?
That's the
I got the focus, got the
And I got the
You hatin' just get off my
like you want some gay shit
I'm tryina' take this to the top

But it's a road
And I'm still movin' up and make no us
So keep that pushy get movie bra
You be new to me
But you know I new to you
Go ask the boy
They say totally tubula
Fuckin' bad bitches rub my dick against uvula
I hit the streets
It's like a movie bra
You what I do to ya
Say glad you the studio
They gon' you chopped up
Like was DJ Screwin' ya

2 - Bun B]
Ok, let's get this poppin' off
the go know I'm a boss
I don't fuck wit'
And do my dirt wit' out a loss
I it pimpin', flyest hoes come in and out the loft
When you get fettuccini you gon' alotta sauce
I gets my Gucci on my baby likes alotta
She shoppin' till she drops
She den gotta gotta
But she not shotgun in the
Oh no I got a
He keep that shotgun in the slab and wit' out natta
He his eyes wide open, he's a hata spotta
And when they roll up on me wrong, then he's a droppa
And he don't mess around wit' niggas tryna play the
He keep it gangsta nigga he gon' go and a choppa
'Cause I roll wit' fake people and I neva will
I represents the G-code till I see the
Don't make me have to draw wit' that red appeal
Then you gon' that Bun B is foreva trill

3 - Bun B (T-Pain)]
(Ohh, do you swear to it gangsta?)
Gangsta a mothafucka, trill until I D I E
Fuck these suckas
(What's your message to fake thugs?)
They throwin' rocks and hidin'
It don't really matta the dirty South we ridin' man
(How long you up on that trill shit?)
the day they made me
And from a until the day they neva play me
(Waa, throw ya up)
From P.A.T. to yo' town, ain't no to slow down
Baby boy about to go down