Luyện nghe bài hát Want More

Gave em hustle, struggle, pain from me, now they want
Go through the rain, I survive the flames, now they want
Give em self till there's left, now they want more
rich but I need wealth, now I want more

1]
Choppin, choppin, it's like Vietnam, Napalm
Livin' days, I slept in days, hit the the fourth one
Everybody their waterproof till the storm come
Make it rain, 100 bills 100 round drums
the rage and I'm out the cage, when I'm on the stage
You can see the savage, pocket watchin' like field hands
Fuck it, (?), I'm tryna the cabbage
Fuck you for if I ain't ask it?
Arky but bitch I ain't laughin'
Let you call me on my bank
All them commas, that's a real
Still thinkin' the black coupe
a P1, top seat, (?)
If i ain't top its cuz im top two
You thought it was a year or two
Bitch, you guessin, now they want
for the competition
Never slippin', I'm golf souls
Hole-in-one but that's on every

Gave em hustle, struggle, pain from me, now they want
Through the rain, I survive the flames, now want more
Give em till there's nothin' left, now they want more
Seen but I need wealth, now I want more

2]
I got a feelin' but nothing in
All profit gotta be a sin
too, stack a million yen
I don't trust bitches a million friends
She just watchin' homie, she plottin' on me
Feelin' tensions, why you different?
Poppin' bottles, just a nigga
Nineteen order 20
Had to give the to my man
Told 'em then 'bout the
the otha day he understand
We'll kill em the truth
Broad day no on
A 'n scary children of the corn
Bunch of niggas raised with storm
Pimpin pimpin sippin sippin neva cookin
Got yo feelins trippin listen
There's no
it up without a stencil
In the pistol with the read
scrambles, now I'm outta pocket
Heroin and music, it rock me
I'm a star like my new Givenchy, on that topic where is
Tell Badu I touch her, just confessin', I ain't Usher
Teachin' lessons, no professor, bobble ratchet on my
How you gon' do it? Say you more!
How ya gon' prove it? Workin' Im in overtime
Clockin' in, nigga, a scale
Be a how you run the pie
Put in on your birthday

Gave em hustle, struggle pain from me, now they want
Go the rain, I survive the flames, now they want more
Give 'em self till there's nothin' left, now they want
rich but I need wealth, now I want more