Luyện nghe bài hát WFTV Millionaire (Freestyle)

We all know what we're all for and what's that?

Right on, and what's the key to

Money,
And that's why here tonight
To money

Money, money,
Yes, y'all, money, money,
Meal ticket, one meal, ya

Uh, one subscribers
Who can do it than me?
Big boss Dogg, Mr.
Put your seatbelts on, I'm the
To you out in nor, neither or neither
slick shit, wet saliva
Dubs to the nubs, yep, I'm a
And for the dead, I'm a
Fast-forward just to ya
Oh, you of forgot, must I remind ya?
Plush, gold rush, like a
CD, cut set, a
ya neck back, back to your spine, uh
This is not a test, the final
Just the exam, so I know
Who's down with the G
Big "S" on chest
And, yes, he the
Kush, no cess, bush, new set
Rhymes loaded, beats
Shit's so funky, corroded
I brought it, Broadus it
it, devote it
Put it in a note, reads, "Dope"
orders
Middle up 'cause we don't give a fuck
One million down and we on the come-up
Fest T.V., and every Tuesday
All of can see me
heat, too hot
Shit what we do, is a preview
I will GGN you, shall I continue the
It's all green, welcome to the home
No hooks, straight
And says, "Hey, dude, Saul back"
Nevermind, clever
I reinvented seven times
on eight, wait, motherfucker
Open the and let the dogs out
Smokin' KK in the
out, go to bed
And this shit was straight off the head
I'm a gladiator,
Blowin' with the leaves
violets and daffodils
Real pimp, bitch, with the appeal
off, I'm through with it
Really ain't nothin' else to do it
I to thank y'all from the bottoms up
Smoke some, and put bottles up
West Fest T.V.,
Ha ha, big Dogg and we out this bitch (Whatchu smokin' on?)
Oh man, what a