Luyện nghe bài hát More Milli

[Intro -

Make it so (YM!)
So fly so (CMB bitch!)
another day on the
Top floor of the balcony
it how we live it
Moula,
You it is, young boy appreciate that
Yeah big money popping baby boy
Ain't none of little bitty
More, more, more,
More, more, more,

1 - Birdman]
Yeah, ostrich pearl white candy job fly
Big on the loose
Got my riding five
And time I pull up, you know I'm iced up
When I step up in the club, I the bitch up
Back on my saddle, purple out the truck
paint, rally stripe, bitch shining like us
Pearl Maybach, hatchback
Automatic strap stash spot the rack
Bitch, ready to spray
Foreign grinds, times
Getting mines, you know Uptown, big time, time
You know, Harley Davis
Money is what pay me so you pay me how it weigh, baby
Black, gold, hundred off the floor
Never now you know how it go bitch
One

Little
More, more, more,
to the ceiling
More, more, more,
Hustle to the

2 - Drake]

You're now with the most requested
The nigga that everybody is so obsessed with
That black on black '62 majestic
Me and Stunna in it, boy I'm so connected
Caught up in a popularity
About to reach my dreams and I ain't even got my stretched
"Thank Me Later", first I'm taking all bets
Because a million really isn't farfetched
Yeah, I keep cards in cash knots
I keep my darkest shades on till the flash
This for my L.A. girls getting implants
And all my D.C. girls getting ass shots
Got for a reason shortie, go ahead bust it open
I a secret baby, nothing's heard when nothing's spoken
Haters talk it like my buzz isn't promotion
And I just the Gucci sandal in the fucking ocean
Damn, I guess the problems of a star
Are confused all the conversations I had y'all
And dog that's
Pay me you owe me nigga, all cash money

3 - Bun B]
Well that big body nigga in his big body car
Got a big bopper with that million dollar car
She "daddy I like sushi, so give it to me raw"
I pulled out my strap, had them at it and said "naw"
So car full of kush, you need prescriptions to
on a mattress with your favorite actress
My flow was going out, I "baby pass the matches"
Then let her top me off while I'm off the ashes
Classic but classless, you gassed up but
A legend here, Bun said it, get past it
Taking you got, you should of passed it
You was moving slower molasses, this time you an assed it
Give it up smooth, a jack don't move
is murder music nigga don't disturb this groove
2 Trill Ent., Cash Money, and A Koppa
We players, die, till the last chromosome