Luyện nghe bài hát Auction

God is all I fear, machine is all I hear
Where are you? Tearing up the mall, I buy the mall out
the bomb, no fall out gear
No shelter, Skelta
Bubble like Alka
Look at me, king, I'll ya
Bars and cars give them the face
Violate then find out how lung taste
Got money to bungee, you don't want hate
Yo, I can throw it down and it come back up
You food, but you don't really want plate
Slow down, Diddy, killing them
Pictures on billboards, know them bitches is him
You still up like you helium
Cars spaceships, niggas thought it was aliens
This is Harlem, niggas that push
Little homie shoot with the like James Harden
me, money, never to beg pardon
Jacuzzi in a Sprinter, take part in
Tell me where the money is at and I'm

to the auction
We selling flows, riches glow, gold
Big chains froze, flashy rings, all you
you want nigga, what you see
Nigga, to the auction, we got it all
Soul ball, fame, riches, cars
Vintage frames, drinks to pour, to the floor
Nigga, you know

I'm chosen, something Beethoven
out golden anytime I compose it
Watch gruesome, chain

The tub is with roses
to America money, we Earl Jones it
King Joffery, Brown, now watch me
Keep going knowing they can't me
Wearing 40 belows, the coats
Lambo same color as broccoli
like Tyson when he was twenty something
Bitch seen the and came, I call that money cumming
Ask what's a couple of mills, I say twenty
I'mma a keep on moving, I hear the drummer
Bright like Time Square lights the way I bubble something
Nights and ice for the Ruckers, I the summer's coming
Dyckman, double parked, all the niggas just love the
I'm like, "fuck it nigga, then them something"
'Cause I'm like I can glow or something
Throwing money in the air, but I owe them nothing

Welcome to the
We selling flows, riches glow solid
Big chains froze, rings, all you need
you want nigga, what you see
Nigga to the auction, we got it all
ball, fortune fame, riches, cars
Vintage frames, drinks to pour, to the floor
Nigga you know

Let me show you how to up
Let me show you how you do it when you leaning on a
Let me show you how you
Switch up the way you walking
You can get it at the

All that rapping and jaw yapping
Nigga, shut the fuck up and watch God
rain, sleet, or hail, no sales stop
Crib on the island, gotta to the mail box
Still send to my homie in the jail spot
Roll a big L, bump Big, and let a pop
Bodyguards wifey to the nail shop
So you can get and she won't drop her Chanel box
Get on my city, nigga, westside ride, eastside
Sheeeze, I so far, GS Lex to G5 planes
At I've trained
You say it's good, we not sane
the beast I've tamed
These shots b y frame, for no reason
Somebody gotta be filming
When you got much God somebody gotta be villainess
Somebody gotta be feeling it's prophecy filling in
We gotta be boss, gotta be middle men
When you do it big somebody gotta belittle it
Literally it's like the picked us
And you ain't who you depicted in a lot of pictures

to the auction
We selling flows, glow solid gold
Big chains froze, rings, all you need
What you nigga, what you see
Nigga to the auction, we got it all
ball, fortune fame, riches, cars
Vintage frames, drinks to pour, to the floor
Nigga you already