Luyện nghe bài hát Luxury Tax

I we got a problem
Yeah!

Big money in this bitch if you know
Big business minus the business
Even I in the mirror like, Is it you?
And I say I must be the hottest if it you

fresh from my top to my tennis shoes
New coupe, no top, big shoes
Never slipping, even on the side of a swimming
We don't get ridiculed, we get rid of

said I couldn't play football, I was too small
They say I play basketball I wasn't tall
They say I play baseball at all
And now every day of my I ball

And they say it ain't raining until someone
And I like M.L.K.
Yeah, I have a dream to be your nightmare
Now the boss of the cartel, Ross!

I'm a satan, sitting on Lorenzzes
And I seem patient, picture the equation
taking pictures and they really getting flagrant
Flagging my spaceship, sergeant sniffing for a fragrance

Yayo, yayo, he wanna the yayo
Flying saucer on the hasa in the casa to lay low
more money man that the model for the mob
Need a my model, get a model for the job

Go hard, no job, hustler, no
Poster, nigga what? your whole squad
around spending doe, flip ya for my kinfolk
Luxury tax on them packs if you didn't

Bought a new crib, niggas feeling I hid
3.2 but I just did it for the
More guns than a pawn shop, got my whole arm
Keep the 760 double-parked in the spot
hustling, Boss

Yeah, you gotta pay for
I remember I used to pray for this
This, this is classic, so shit you might see again
And we taxing, you want it nigga leave it then

And we taxing, you want it nigga leave it then
And we trying to see the pen
Like a needle in a haystack we trying to see the pen
is a luxury tax

Yeah, this, no, imagine that
Gave me my like, good luck getting back
I'm like, The fuck I'm outta there
And if I'm not careful, be the same place find him there

And I'm a winner if I it cross the finish line
Putting on the table like it's dinner time
And this is what you sterotyping by far
Can you tell me why your dog keep sniffing my

Huh? Got the to call me a liar
So what you got in your trunk? Oh, just a spare
You niggas talk blow, well I sold
Like a bad crampe, it's up in no time

More in the kitchen than I spent in the studio
Gangastas paradise and I ain't about Coolio
And I can't lie, still to the odor
Got a ice cold Pepsi, thinking Coke-Cola

Yeah, you pay for this
I remember when I used to pray for
This, this is classic, so shit you might see again
And we taxing, you don't it nigga leave it then

And we taxing, you don't want it leave it then
And we ain't to see the pen
a needle in a haystack we ain't trying to see the pen
This is a tax

I'm up early in the morning and I'm in black
Hold on, morning I get dressed in black
While y'all half-assing, my pants sagging
I'm getting and my swagging black flagging

Million dollar status, fully
on the innie and even harder on the women
If it for Reverend, Id probably be out pimping and shit
Pops, my papi, has already me

I trapping, shit sent me to prison
Got mad and went to snapping, so homicide came to
I gun powder, so you got one hour
To come up every damn dollar or your done dollar

It to ball dog
Especially the players on your team consider you as the ball hog
You treating me like Shaq and you
But I ain't saying you owe me
But act like you know me

Yeah, you gotta pay for
I remember when I to pray for this
This, this is classic, so shit you might see again
And we taxing, you don't want it nigga it then

And we taxing, you don't want it nigga it then
And we ain't to see the pen
Like a needle in a haystack we ain't to see the pen
is a luxury tax