Luyện nghe bài hát Tho Dem Wrappas

Uhh, I falls through in a Hummer, Murphy the Don, Lizzie,
With the best thunder Sean John, you don't none
Partner, I got a rep for leavin' swollen up
On top of all that, I got the rap up
up, with the budda thumpin' niggas quota
And the teach a lesson, I put one in ya shoulder
I told ya, 'Tics live for the life
Eat right, fuck good, and reffer thru the
I'm gettin' all night
And if it's some beef, I pumpin' lead on
Until deceased
I ya head off right
I live in the
Nigga, the feds, play sheist
I still floss ice, keep it
time, call me the Black Liberace when I'm playing mine
That's how I flow, I get mine, partna, any way it go
Whether it be or with the 4-4

Let's a million
it real for triple-0
Eyes low, from plenty and hydro
a bitch and some clothes
I get rich, go platinum and do shows
And get the

make a million
Keep it for triple-0
Eyes low, plenty Henny and hydro
Fuck a and some clothes
I get rich, go platinum and do shows
And get the

My nigga, I can make a blind-folded, with no shows
Using no flows, just and four O's
Gimmie and a connect, that neva closed
And watch me lock it down from North to BenRos
Fuck some Mo-Mo's, gimme hundred spokes, all
On the Navigator equipped to and log on
I need before it's gone
'Fore they even it home
Matta fact, I'll tell you whats in the back, its all
Two in the roof, to let the sun come in
Matching carseat, in case my son get in
I spare one off in the back in case he brings his
PlayStation just in case a nigga he can win

Let's make a
it real for triple-0
Eyes low, from plenty and hydro
Fuck a bitch and clothes
I gotta get rich, go and do shows
And get the

Let's a million
it real for triple-0
Eyes low, from Henny and hydro
Fuck a bitch and clothes
I gotta get rich, go and do shows
And get the

I gotta a million
Gotta get myself a
Gonna turn that into a
If not, then I just die

I say now, tho yo off in tha air
But only if the ice on wrist cause glares
I'm gettin' from dime bitches, is he alone
Where's his Mrs., bottles of Cris's
On the table, arms got straws ripped off the labels
No more shows for free, I'm like cable
They all screamin' my name, shades and race
them all backstage and lett'em plead they case
Make a million like Jigga, in one place
Sound Scan Thrilla with out changing my face
They threw a plan B says who? (says Mase)
Then what's plan A cause plan B about

make a million
Keep it real for
low, from plenty Henny and hydro
Fuck a bitch and clothes
I gotta get rich, go and do shows
And get the

Let's a million
Keep it for triple-0
Eyes low, from Henny and hydro
Fuck a and some clothes
I gotta get rich, go and do shows
And get the

I make a million
Gotta get myself a
Gonna turn that into a
If not, then I won't die

All my Midwest niggas to make a mill
Tho dem (and get the dough)
All my South niggas tryin' to make a mill
Tho dem (and get the dough)
All my West niggas tryin' to make a mill
Tho dem (and get the dough)
All my East Coast niggas to make a mill
Tho dem (and get the dough)