Luyện nghe bài hát WFTV Millionaire (Freestyle)

We all know what we're all for and what's that?

Right on, and what's the key to

Money,
And that's why we're tonight
To make

Money, money,
Yes, y'all, money, money,
Meal ticket, one meal, ya

Uh, one million
Who can do it liver me?
Big Dogg, Mr. MacGyver
Put seatbelts on, I'm the driver
To you out in nor, neither or neither
Spit slick shit, wet
Dubs to the nubs, yep, I'm a
And for the dead, I'm a
Fast-forward just to ya
Oh, you must of forgot, must I ya?
Plush, gold rush, a four-niner
CD, cut set, a
Break ya neck back, back to spine, uh
This is not a test, it's the
Just the exam, so I know
Who's down with the G
Big "S" on chest
And, yes, he the
Kush, no cess, bush, new set
Rhymes loaded, beats
Shit's so funky, corroded
I brought it, wrote it
it, devote it
Put it in a note, reads, "Dope"
Doctor's
fingers up 'cause we don't give a fuck
One million down and we still on the
West Fest T.V., and every
All of can see me
heat, too hot
Shit what we do, is a preview
I will GGN you, shall I continue the
It's all green, to the home team
No hooks, jabs
And says, "Hey, dude, Saul back"
Nevermind, clever
I reinvented myself seven
on eight, wait, motherfucker
Open the and let the dogs out
Smokin' KK in the
out, go to bed
And this shit was straight off the motherfuckin'
I'm a gladiator,
Blowin' with the leaves
Blue and daffodils
Real pimp, bitch, the mack appeal
Signin' off, I'm through it
Really ain't nothin' to do with it
I want to thank y'all the bottoms up
Smoke some, and put your up
West T.V., yeah
Ha ha, big Dogg and we out this bitch (Whatchu smokin' on?)
Oh man, a high