Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Illi

Wayne)
money! (ya dig)
Yeah!

Ima Millionaire,
Im a Young Money Millie in aire, tougher than hair,
My criteria compared to your career isnt fair,
Ima venereal disease like a bleed..
Threw the pencil and leak the sheet of the in my mind,
Cuz I dont write cuz I aint got time,
Cuz my seconds, minutes, hours go to the al dollar,
And the al mighty of dat chit cha cha chopper,
Sister, Brother, Son, Daughter, motha fuck a copper,
Got da dancin on the bridge pussy poppin,
Tell the coppers..hahahaha you cant catch em, you stop em,
I go by them goon if you cant beat em then you pop em,
You cant man em you mop em,
You cant man em then you em,
You drop em cuz we pop em like Redenbacher,
Yeah!
I'm ill (Wayne I'm goin' in)

[Cory
Im Millie in here wit Young Money Milli on aires,
Think you really pop a in air,
Mac Milli..the Vanillis in here.. im a rascal get whopped,
I get who dont give top,
I get tassel, pass you wit a flow you never put a brake on,
An I break on anything a nigga on,
the napalm from my trey arm, straight long, throw a nigga like im Akon,
Cuz I cons.. Where the base gone, get the base blown,
Let the Pistons on that come on cops im kamikaze drop a rock wit them Obamas,
Illie in the mind, really wit the nine, when I rhyme, silly anytime,
Fine, chilly gitty on da grind, on a dime, Penny on the line,
Plentys in me, any guineas wit em bigger than a and remind im..
and its all off G piece and a P..G walk by beep beep,
Wit a freak, skeet, Hawk Out, big on a jeep..
She caught by F, we be the best,
Truely to death me the rest,
confess, you be the ref, excuse me I left..Ha

[these lyrics unconfirmed in album version but in mixtape version]
money
C3
nay nay, better
ok

a millionaire im a young millionaire
what really want it now
yall dont wanna do it
if hip hop is i am the embalming fluid
and I care who it be, Im steppin to it
notice I say it cuz to me, it aint
get. it.
call me whacha like
call me on my
answer when its private
man I hate a shy
dont you a shy chick
I had a plate of shy and she aint shy no mo
she her name to my chick
hahaha, yea boy my girl
and she pops excellent up in waynes
totally dude you
see faces when they see that
this can move
and its
hahaha, yea
and it go
thats

Im a Im a
young money cash money money
slow money mo neva low money
is that, who is that, I never heard of it
I will take picture and make a rest in peace shirt of it
tell those beatin to make a rest in peace shirt of me cuz i
killed and now tell no one you heard of me
its like, the beat was screamin, me
and im a,
so I it

and you n***** is what i eatin ill sure of it
and he who dont believe me Ill dessert of him
him, I mean
on him, or her
Carter, of
this rap thang, this is my
gon a lap man weezy babys nursery
now gon a nap man, its nap time
Ill holla back at you at snack

F. yea, ok
they say Im like Big, Jay, and Tupac
Andre 3 where is erykah badu at
who dat
who dat said gon beat Lil Wayne
my name aint bic, but I that flame
who dat one
dat do dat boy
knew dat
true dat
and i be the
now you got bowels
I dont owe you like two
but Id for you to pay me by the hour

and Id be pushing flowers,
than to be in the penn showers
see Tony us this world was ours
and the Bible told us every girl was
dont in the garden and dont smell her flower
call me Mr. Carter or Mr. Mower
boy I got so many like Im Michael Lowry
even Gwen Stefani said she doubt me

man, life, just life, without me
hip hop just hip hop, without me
young baby
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