Luyện nghe bài hát More & More

Some never change, nigga
Aha, ayy,

Frank Muller, put one, two to medulla
Habla, gun dada, there is none
I'm so in love witcha girl, it's just 'bout her
I'm havin' fun her, you better come get her
I her face, bust one on her concealer
And another girl lick it off, I'ma dumb nigga
Since a young nigga, been a made man
My bitches come with fat ass and a tan
Spend a bag, then run up more
I won a shootin' dice 10 to 4
Playing poker, put the up, go all in
Lose, double down, win, go to
If you wanna win big, the risk be high
them bad bitches all on your dick, you gotta be fly
Yeah, he cool but he not a T.I., I will be
Watch him do designer drugs by the gram, get what asked for
Life be action packed but don't nothin' distract from the cash
Dope boy fashion, fuck boys, hate 'em with a passion
I'm sucka-duckin' money
A hard all a bitch got coming, yeah

All I is more & more (aha)
Goin' to the 'fore I'm going broke
Do it all the odds, baby, lord knows
Puttin' on, homie, that's what I was born for (You what this is)
bands (Yeah)
All I is more & more (aha) (Wassup)
Goin' to the 'fore I'm going broke (Tip, I got you, nigga)
Do it all the odds, baby, lord knows
Puttin' on, homie, that's what I was for (You, know what this is)
Hunnid

Dope boy, bitch I got to say it again
It's the king and the don, you gotta play it
Drop the top, lace your boots up, grab your
All you see are triples E's like weighin' a whale
See, I'm straight up out the gutter, it ain't hard to
Flex, made that yellow butter, it ain't to sell
Thirty rounds up on my hip, make it to walk (damn)
Caller from a private number, it hard to stalk
Drop the top on a 'Rari, nigga, I'm so
the Dawn in the Bend, Dade, I'm so paid
And she came to the mansion, yeah, the bitch got
Skinny dippin' in the yeah, lil bitch got saved, huh

All I know is & more (aha)
Goin' to the grave I'm going broke
Do it all against the odds, baby, knows
Puttin' on, homie, what I was born for
Hunnid (Yeah)
All I is more & more (aha) (more & more)
Goin' to the grave 'fore I'm broke
Do it all against the odds, baby, knows
Puttin' on, homie, that's I was born for
bands

All I is get this check and the respect
Fly the from Atlanta to Hawaii and back
Why would you act No, I'm not an asshole
Get your ass blown off for doin' too much
Had it with the other nigga that was tryna up
It is is, ain't no way to make a do-up
Better that we was selling crack until we blew up
Was trappin', everybody us
And then the mill'
been through so much shit that I'm numb to it, don't feel pain
Just Urban Legend the other day and it still bang
Get a (get it)
Make it double, want some weight, you need some bigger muscles (you it)
the plan, then work your way throughout the filibuster
Tryin' not to a sucka, that's a hard job (ya dig)
But I'ma try my hand with a car show
Boy, been getting it out the mud since 14, making it do what it does
trap nigga

All I know is more & (aha)
Goin' to the grave 'fore I'm going
Do it all against the odds, baby, knows
Puttin' on, homie, what I was born for (You know what this is)
bands (Yeah)
All I know is & more (aha) (more & more)
to the grave 'fore I'm going broke
Do it all against the odds, baby, knows
Puttin' on, homie, that's I was born for, uh huh
Hunnid
All I is

Some more and more is all I know, man
You know I mean?
Big-big shit poppin' for a long time, you that?
Hey, we do this shit for bread and we don't win then we don't eat, you understand?
Yeah, yeah, while we spit is what we do all day, man
I mean, try to be as I can be
But truth be told, none of you nigga fuck with me, you understand that?
the motherfuckin' king, nigga
Come or high water, accept no substitution
Stay all the way through it
Fuck a hater got to say
What I did, can nobody
Build shit with my bare hands, man
Bare witness to the
upon you
This is the Trap