Luyện nghe bài hát More & More

Some shit change, nigga
Aha, ayy,

Frank Muller, put one, two to medulla
Habla, gun dada, there is hotter
I'm so in love witcha girl, it's just 'bout her
I'm havin' fun with her, you come get her
I her face, bust one on her concealer
And make another lick it off, I'ma dumb nigga
Since a young nigga, I've been a man
My bitches come with fat ass and a tan
Spend a whole bag, then run up
I won a 100k dice 10 to 4
Playing poker, put the up, go all in
Lose, double down, win, go to
If you wanna win big, the risk be high
Want them bad bitches all on your dick, you be fly
Yeah, he cool but he not a T.I., I be damned
Watch him do designer drugs by the gram, get what asked for
Life be action but don't nothin' distract from the cash flow
Dope boy fashion, fuck boys, hate 'em with a passion
I'm sucka-duckin' gettin'
A hard dick all a got coming, yeah

All I know is & more (aha)
to the grave 'fore I'm going broke
Do it all against the odds, baby, knows
Puttin' on, homie, that's what I was born for (You know what is)
Hunnid (Yeah)
All I know is more & (aha) (Wassup)
Goin' to the grave 'fore I'm broke (Tip, I got you, nigga)
Do it all against the odds, baby, knows
Puttin' on, homie, that's what I was for (You, know what this is)
bands

Dope boy, I ain't got to say it again
the king and the don, you gotta play it again
Drop the top, lace your boots up, grab your
All you see are triples E's like weighin' a whale
See, I'm straight up out the gutter, it ain't to tell
Flex, made that yellow butter, it ain't to sell
rounds up on my hip, make it hard to walk (damn)
Caller from a private number, it hard to stalk
Drop the top on a 'Rari, nigga, I'm so
Left the in the Bend, Dade, I'm so paid
And she came to the mansion, yeah, the got slayed
Skinny in the pool yeah, lil bitch got saved, huh

All I is more & more (aha)
Goin' to the grave 'fore I'm broke
Do it all against the odds, baby, knows
Puttin' on, homie, that's what I was for
bands (Yeah)
All I is more & more (aha) (more & more)
to the grave 'fore I'm going broke
Do it all the odds, baby, lord knows
Puttin' on, homie, what I was born for
Hunnid

All I know is get check and the respect
Fly the family from Atlanta to Hawaii and
Why would you act slow? No, I'm not an
Get your ass blown off for doin' too much
Had it with the other that was tryna move up
It is is, ain't no way to make a do-up
Better know we was selling crack until we blew up
Was trappin', knew us
And then the mill'
Done been through so much shit that I'm numb to it, feel pain
Just heard Urban Legend the other day and it bang
Get a (get it)
Make it double, some weight, you need some bigger muscles (you need it)
the plan, then work your way throughout the filibuster
Tryin' not to kill a sucka, a hard job (ya dig)
But I'ma still try my hand a car show
Boy, I've been getting it out the mud since 14, making it do what it
True nigga

All I is more & more (aha)
Goin' to the grave 'fore I'm broke
Do it all against the odds, baby, lord
Puttin' on, homie, what I was born for (You know what this is)
bands (Yeah)
All I is more & more (aha) (more & more)
Goin' to the 'fore I'm going broke
Do it all against the odds, baby, knows
Puttin' on, homie, that's what I was for, uh huh
bands
All I is

Some more and some is all I know, man
You what I mean?
Big-big shit for a long time, you understand that?
Hey, we do this shit for and meat; we don't win then we don't eat, you understand?
Yeah, yeah, talk while we is what we do all day, man
I mean, try to be as I can be
But truth be told, none of you nigga can't fuck with me, you that?
the motherfuckin' king, nigga
Come hell or high water, no substitution
Stay all the way through it
Fuck what a got to say
I did, can nobody undo
Build shit with my bare hands, man
witness to the greatness
It's you
is the Dime Trap