Luyện nghe bài hát Tho Dem Wrappas

Uhh, I through in a Hummer, Murphy the Don, Lizzie, Keyuan
the best thunder Sean John, you don't want none
Partner, I got a rep for leavin' swollen up
On top of all that, I got the rap up
Hold up, with the budda niggas quota
And just the a lesson, I put one in ya shoulder
I told ya, 'Tics live for the street
Eat right, good, and reffer thru the pipe
I'm head all night
And if some beef, I pumpin' lead on sight
Until they
I took ya head off
I in the beast
Nigga, the feds, play sheist
I still floss ice, keep it
E-very time, call me the Black Liberace I'm playing mine
how I flow, I gotta get mine, partna, any way it go
Whether it be rapping or the 4-4

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

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

My nigga, I can a million blind-folded, with no shows
no flows, just Arm-n-Hammer and four O's
Gimmie low-do's and a connect, that neva
And watch me lock it from North County to BenRos
Fuck Mo-Mo's, gimme hundred spokes, all chrome
On the Navigator to click and log on
I that before it's gone
'Fore they even it home
Matta fact, I'll you whats in the back, its all wrong
Two holes in the roof, to let the sun in
Matching carseat, in case my son get in
I spare one off in the back in he brings his friend
PlayStation just in case a think 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 plenty Henny and
Fuck a bitch and some
I get rich, go platinum and do shows
And get the

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

I say now, tho yo off in tha air
But only if the ice on your cause glares
I'm gettin' stares 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 pay-per-view cable
They all screamin' my name, shades and race
Take them all and lett'em plead they case
a million like Jigga, standin' in one place
Sound Scan like Thrilla out changing my face
They threw a plan B says who? (says Mase)
what's plan A cause plan B about papes

Let's a million
Keep it real for
Eyes low, plenty Henny and hydro
Fuck a bitch and some
I gotta get rich, go platinum and do
And get the

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

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

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