Luyện nghe bài hát Imaginary Player

I like
I gotta be like the to this shit, you know
I was popping Cristal
all y'all niggas thought it was beer and shit, you know
Wearing platinum shit
when all y'all chicks it was silver and shit
I got to be the pioneer of shit
Bottom
I'm going to you how to do it
it

I spit other shit
That's the nice shit
Fed time me around, deep cover shit nigga
You beer money, I'm all year
I'm popping, you got to count it, it's all there money
I never change money niggas got strange money
up, marked up, fucked up in the game money
I got bail money, XXL
You got flash now, one we'll reveal money
I the hottest shit, you need it I got it shit
That down South Master P, it bout it shit
I got blood money, straight up thug
That brown paper bag under your drug money
You got show dough, little to no
Sell a bunch of records and you owe dough
I got hundred and ninety six plus four more dough
You crazy, you full gazy, and loco with papo

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Imaginary

And now you got these cats acting like they slung cats
All in they dumb rap, talking about how they stack
When I see them in the street, I don't see none of
Bad playboy, the fuck is the hummer at?
Where is all the ice with all the under that?
Those ain't diamonds, what the fuck you done to that?
Y'all rapping-ass niggas, funny to me
Selling records, being you but still you to be me
I guess for every you make it's like a hundred for me
And still you running thinking you got something on me
But I did it
And want to take my flow, and run with it
That's cool, I was the first one it
Original, jiggas the future digital
busting a gat when she gets critical
Sit it down, I don't y'all to get it confused
I rip it down, like I got nothing to lose

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Groupies I leave them all
Niggas, all
Your was ninety nine cents, mines was four bucks
Last year, niggas thought it was all up
But this year done it again, jigga!
the fuck
Nigga stop whining, jigga, still
Niggas kept complaining so I copped diamonds
more Versace, ain't nothing sweet
I throw t'ree in your body, fleeing the party
Y'all can't go with me, nope, flow me
Bet fifty, not dollars either I some dough with me
I like the five series, in various areas
And blow holes in weak niggas theories
It's funny how one can fuck up the game
You a 4.0 you better get your change
Ain't no platinum in those Cartiers, your frame
Ain't no manicures on board, then switch your

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