Luyện nghe bài hát WFTV Millionaire (Freestyle)

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

Right on, and what's the key to

Money,
And why we're here tonight
To money

Money, money,
Yes, y'all, money, money,
ticket, one meal, ya dig?

Uh, one subscribers
Who can do it than me?
Big boss Dogg, Mr.
Put your seatbelts on, I'm the
To you out in nor, neither or neither
Spit shit, wet saliva
Dubs to the nubs, yep, I'm a
And for the dead, I'm a
Fast-forward just to ya
Oh, you of forgot, must I remind ya?
Plush, gold rush, a four-niner
CD, cut set, a
Break ya back, back to your spine, uh
This is not a test, the final
Just the exam, so that I
down with the B-I-double G
Big "S" on chest
And, yes, he the
Kush, no cess, bush, new set
Rhymes loaded, beats
Shit's so funky, corroded
I it, Broadus wrote it
it, devote it
Put it in a note, reads, "Dope"
orders
Middle fingers up we don't give a fuck
One million down and we still on the
West Fest T.V., and Tuesday
All of can see me
heat, too hot
Shit we do, this is a preview
I will GGN you, shall I the menu?
It's all green, welcome to the 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 head
I'm a gladiator,
with the purple leaves
Blue violets and
Real pimp, bitch, with the appeal
off, I'm through with it
Really ain't nothin' to do with it
I want to thank from the bottoms up
some, and put your bottles up
West Fest T.V.,
Ha ha, big Dogg and we out this bitch (Whatchu smokin' on?)
Oh man, what a