Luyện nghe bài hát Trillionaire

[Chorus -
I they hatin' on me, 'cause I'm the man
I'm too trill homie, I don't a damn
I'm a self trillionaire
I'm a self trillionaire
the underground to the top
I came from the
Trill don't stop
Let 'em goin'
Self made
I'm a self trillionaire

1 - Bun B]
Ok, let's get this crackilatin'
No procrastinatin'
They told me Bun don't hesitate
Don't keep these waitin'
I'm egos and chicken
I'm so
stop this dance
Say damn this niggas
We dro up in the air
You it?
the fragrance
I got the focus, got the
And I got the
You hatin' get off my dick
Look like you some gay shit
I'm tryina' take to the mountain top

But it's a road
And I'm movin' up and make no movin' us
So keep that get your movie bra
You be new to me
But you I ain't new to you
Go ask the boy
say he's totally tubula
Fuckin' bad bitches rub my dick their uvula
Everytime I hit the
It's a fuckin' movie bra
You know I do to ya
Say you gave the studio
They gon' you chopped up
Like they was DJ ya

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

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