Luyện nghe bài hát Tho Dem Wrappas

Uhh, I falls through in a Hummer, Murphy the Don, Lizzie,
the best thunder Sean John, you don't want none
Partner, I got a rep for heads swollen up
On top of all that, I got the rap up
Hold up, with the budda thumpin' quota
And just the teach a lesson, I put one in ya
I ya, 'Tics live for the street life
Eat right, fuck good, and reffer the pipe
I'm gettin' head all
And if it's some beef, I pumpin' on sight
they deceased
I took ya head off
I in the beast
Nigga, where the feds, sheist
I still ice, keep it tight
E-very time, call me the Black Liberace when I'm playing
how I flow, I gotta get mine, partna, any way it go
Whether it be rapping or the 4-4

Let's a million
it real for triple-0
Eyes low, from plenty and hydro
Fuck a and some clothes
I get rich, go platinum and do shows
And get the

make a million
Keep it for triple-0
Eyes low, from plenty Henny and
a bitch and some clothes
I gotta get rich, go and do shows
And get the

My nigga, I can make a million blind-folded, with no
no flows, just Arm-n-Hammer and four O's
Gimmie low-do's and a connect, that neva
And watch me lock it down from North County to
some Mo-Mo's, gimme hundred spokes, all chrome
On the equipped to click and log on
I need that it's gone
'Fore they bring it home
Matta fact, I'll tell you in the back, its all wrong
Two in the roof, to let the sun come in
Matching carseat, in case my son get in
I spare one off in the back in he brings his friend
PlayStation in case a nigga think he can win

Let's make a
Keep it for triple-0
Eyes low, plenty Henny and hydro
Fuck a and some clothes
I gotta get rich, go platinum and do
And get the

make a million
Keep it for triple-0
low, from plenty Henny and hydro
Fuck a bitch and some
I gotta get rich, go and do shows
And get the

I gotta a million
Gotta get myself a
Gonna that into a billion
If not, then I just die

I say now, tho yo off in tha air
But only if the ice on your wrist glares
I'm gettin' stares dime bitches, is he alone
Where's his Mrs., 1-2-3-4-5 bottles of
On the table, arms got straws they ripped off the
No more shows for free, I'm like cable
They all screamin' my name, different shades and
Take them all backstage and lett'em they case
a million like Jigga, standin' in one place
Sound Scan like Thrilla with out changing my
They threw a weak plan B who? (says Mase)
Then what's plan A cause plan B papes

Let's a million
Keep it real for
Eyes low, from plenty Henny and
Fuck a bitch and clothes
I gotta get rich, go and do shows
And get the

Let's a million
it real for triple-0
Eyes low, from plenty Henny and
Fuck a bitch and some
I gotta get rich, go and do shows
And get the

I gotta make a
Gotta get myself a
Gonna that into a billion
If not, I just won't die

All my Midwest tryin' to make a mill
Tho dem (and get the dough)
All my Dirty South niggas to make a mill
Tho dem (and get the dough)
All my Coast niggas tryin' to make a mill
Tho dem (and get the dough)
All my Coast niggas tryin' to make a mill
Tho dem (and get the dough)