Luyện nghe bài hát A Millie

A Millionaire,
I'm a young money Millionaire, than Nigerian hair,
My criteria compared to your career just fair,
I'm a disease like a menstrual bleed,
through the pencil and leak on the sheet of the in my mind,
Cuz I don't write cuz I aint got time,
Cuz my seconds, minutes, hours go to the dollar,
And the almighty of dat chit cha cha chopper,
Sister, Brother, Son, Daughter, motha f**k a copper,
Got da maserati dancin on the pussy poppin,
Tell the coppers..hahahaha you cant catch em, you cant em,
I go by dem rules
if you cant em then you pop em,
You man em then you mop em,
You cant stand em then you em,
You pop em cuz we pop em like Redenbacher,
Young

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A Millie in wit them Young Money Millionaires,
you really pop a wheelie in air,
Mac Milli..the in here.. im a rascal don't get whopped,
I get brats who don't top,
I get tassel, pass you wit a you could never put a brake on,
An I break on anything a take on,
Feel the napalm my trey arm, straight long, throw a nigga like im Akon,
Cuz I make cons.. Where the gone, get the base blown,
Let the Pistons on that chopper come on im kamikaze drop a rock wit them Obamas,
Illie in the mind, really wit the nine, when I rhyme, silly anytime,
Fine, chilly gitty on da grind, on a dime, Penny on the line,
Plentys in me, any guinea's wit em bigger than a mini and im..
and its all off G piece and a P..G walk by beep beep,
Wit a freak, skeet, Hawk Out, big on a jeep..
She caught by F, we be the best,
Truely to prove me the rest,
Groupies confess, you be the ref, me I left..HaHa

a millionaire im a money millionaire
y'all really wanna? nah
y'all don't really do it
if hip hop is i am the embalmment fluid
and I care who it be, I'm steppin to it
I say "it" cuz to me, "it" ain't shit
get "it".
call me whatcha trick
call me on my
answer when its private
man I a shy chick
you hate a shy chick
I had a plate of shy chick and she shy no mo'
she her name to my chick
hahaha, yea boy my girl
and she pops up in waynes world
dude you should
see their faces when see that
this robot can
and it say
ha, yea
and it go
right

A I'm a
young money money fast money
slow money mo' money no money
what is that, who is that, I never of it
I will take your picture and make a "rest in peace" of it
someone take this beat and make a "rest in peace" shirt of it
becuz I killed it now tell no one you heard of me
its like, the was screamin, murder me
and I'm a
so I it

and you niggas is what i eat and I'll make of it
and he who don't believe me make dessert of him
sherbet him, I
on him, or her
Carter, of
this rap thang, this is my
gon' a lap man weezy babys nursery
now gon' take a nap man, its nap
I'll holla at you at snack time

F. yea, ok
they say I'm rappin like Big, Jay, and
Andre 3 Thousand is erykah badu at
who dat
who dat said they gon' beat Lil
my name ain't bic, but I that flame boi
who dat
do dat boy
knew dat
true dat
and i be the
now you got loose
I don't owe you like two
but I would for you to pay me by the hour

and I'd be pushing flowers,
to be in the pen sharing showers
see Tony told us world was ours
and the Bible us every girl was sour
don't play in her garden and smell her flower
call me Mr. Carter or Mr. Mower
boy I got so many girls I'm Mike Lowry
even Gwen Stefani she couldn't doubt me

man, life, just life, with out me
hip hop ain't hip hop, with out me