Luyện nghe bài hát Auction

God is all I fear, money machine is all I
Where are you? Tearing up the mall, I buy the mall out
It's the bomb, no out gear
No shelter, Helta
like Alka Seltzer
Look at me, king, melt ya
Bars and cars give the scrunchy face
Violate find out how your lung taste
Got money to bungee, you don't want this
Yo, I can it down and watch it come back up
You food, but you don't want this plate
Slow down, Diddy, killing them
Pictures on billboards, know them is feeling him
You still blowing up like you
Cars like spaceships, thought it was aliens
This is Harlem, niggas that foreigns
Little homie shoot with the left like Harden
Excuse me, money, to beg pardon
Jacuzzi in a Sprinter, models take in
Tell me where the is at and I'm departing

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

I'm chosen, something Beethoven
out golden anytime I compose it
Watch gruesome, ferocious

The tub is with roses
to America money, we Earl Jones it
King Joffery, James Brown, now me
Keep knowing they can't stop me
Wearing 40 belows, the coats
Lambo same color as broccoli
like Tyson when he was twenty something
Bitch seen the money and came, I call money cumming
Ask what's a couple of mills, I say something
I'mma a keep on moving, I hear the coming
Bright like them Time Square lights the way I something
Nights and ice for the Ruckers, I the summer's coming
Dyckman, double parked, all the niggas love the frontin'
I'm like, "fuck it nigga, then show something"
'Cause I'm like I can glow or something
Throwing money in the air, but I don't owe nothing

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

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

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

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