Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Illi

Wayne)
money! (ya dig)
Yeah!

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

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Im Millie in here wit them Young Milli on aires,
Think you pop a wheelie in air,
Mac Milli..the in here.. im a rascal dont 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,
Feel the napalm from my arm, straight long, throw a nigga like im Akon,
Cuz I make cons.. Where the base gone, get the 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, millie when I rhyme, anytime,
Fine, chilly gitty on da grind, Shitty on a dime, on the line,
Plentys in me, any guineas wit em bigger than a and remind im..
Illie and its all off G 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,
to death prove me the rest,
Groupies confess, you be the ref, me I left..Ha

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young
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nay nay, better
ok

a millionaire im a young millionaire
chyall really want it now
yall dont wanna do it
if hip hop is dead i am the embalming
and I care who it be, Im steppin to it
notice I say it cuz to me, it shit
get. it.
call me like trick?
me on my sidekick
never when its private
man I hate a shy
dont you hate a shy
I had a plate of shy chick and she shy no mo
she her name to my chick
hahaha, yea boy thats my
and she excellent up in waynes world
totally you should
see their faces when they see
robot can move
and its
hahaha, yea
and it go
right

Im a Im a
money cash money fast money
slow mo money neva low money
what is that, who is that, I never of it
I will your picture and make a rest in peace shirt of it
tell those beatin to make a rest in peace shirt of me cuz i
and now dont 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 ill make sure of it
and he who dont believe me Ill make of him
him, I mean
on him, or her
Carter, of
rap thang, this is my race
gon take a lap man weezy nursery
now gon take a nap man, its nap
Ill back at you at snack time

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

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

man, life, aint life, without me
hip hop aint hip hop, without me
young moola
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