Luyện nghe bài hát Auction

God is all I fear, money is all I hear
Where are you? Tearing up the mall, I buy the out there
It's the bomb, no fall out
No shelter, Helta
like Alka Seltzer
Look at me, king, I'll ya
Bars and cars give them the face
Violate find out how your lung taste
Got money to bungee, you don't this hate
Yo, I can throw it down and watch it back up
You food, but you really want this plate
down, Diddy, you're killing them
Pictures on billboards, know bitches is feeling him
You blowing up like you helium
Cars like spaceships, thought it was aliens
This is Harlem, niggas that foreigns
Little homie shoot the left like James Harden
Excuse me, money, never to beg
Jacuzzi in a Sprinter, models take in
Tell me where the money is at and I'm

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

I'm chosen, something like
Comes out golden I compose it
gruesome, chain ferocious

The tub filled is roses
Coming to money, we Earl Jones it
Joffery, James Brown, now watch me
Keep going knowing they can't me
Wearing 40 belows, the coats
truck same color as broccoli
Acting like Tyson when he was twenty
Bitch seen the money and came, I that money cumming
Ask a couple of mills, I say twenty something
I'mma a keep on moving, I the drummer coming
Bright like them Time Square the way I bubble something
Nights and ice for the Ruckers, I know the summer's
Dyckman, double parked, all the niggas just love the
I'm like, "fuck it nigga, then them something"
I'm shining like I can glow or something
Throwing money in the air, but I don't owe them

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

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

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

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