Luyện nghe bài hát Big Timer

Chorus x 2
Whoa there, big timer, big
I got to the ceiling
there, big timer
Won't 'cha, make your money and do what ya

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Let the champagne glasses, cashes, out the ass
for everybody, biggest mama stickin up the tab (mama mia)
Don't ask if I could handle it
Bitch you didn't know I'm stackin ends the clampets (there it is)
south hustlin, workin my musc-lin
Mint greens labeled in God we
at the haters in the way of progress
Cause I ain't tryin to live from month to month (naw) that's
I only the best that there is off the top
But I ain't bout to about the shit I don't got
So when you see the know that it's mine, paid out in full
So I put it in my
two hundred square foot, no doubt
Manicured landscape, and my house
Paid out too, so I know I got the
To the fact that them hoes don't like that
But fuck big timers put your knot in the air
And cock your for them jackers out there
Live life, boy

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I be crackin chiropractors
Fiend the bachelor
That's too muthafuckin million dollars, what I'm after
Meal stash-a from brick flippin plaster
Now forever with mama mia and the master
I disasters from the s's to the g
No won't start without the presense of me
Ya better ask somebody, my cake knee chills
Givin migraine headaches breakin these bills
See these chills but get to it, we way out
Every (? ) that I on chrome, is paid out
Close to the house on the hill, but no
Take the diamonds out my rol, house have no light
The more ice, I'm you're sick, and just piss ya
Might take a long line, the floor on whispers

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