Luyện nghe bài hát Millions

You know what happen when G.O.O.D. and MMG get together, right?
We get money

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Millions in the ceiling
Millions in the ceiling
choppas in the closet
Choppas in the closet
choppas in the closet
Choppas in the closet

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Millions in the ceiling
Millions in the ceiling
Millions in the ceiling
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choppas in the closet
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This that shit y'all wanted
This cook up hard, don't it?
Y'all beg my pardon on it
But this shit like God don't it?
Yuugh, I'm tired, nigga and y'all gotta pay tithes, nigga
Call my Phantom the ghost, church on chrome wheel tires, nigga
Pop tags I'm paranoid, cause the pawn shop was my paradise
I was dead pop when powder came for that knot saved in that shoe box
Blue tops, blue tops, bad bitch in that fox
This big face is in Blu-ray and these black diamonds boondocks
I the feelin' of when niggas made a killin'
choppas in the closet, half a million in the ceiling
And them hoes with angel faces, cryin' loud ill intentions
Just so I can buy Christians, have 'em shittin' on all they bitches, ah!

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Choppas choppas in the
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Choppas choppas in the
Choppas in the closet

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Millions millions in the
Millions in the ceiling
Choppas choppas in the
Choppas in the closet
choppas in the closet
Choppas in the closet

I'm haunted by horror stories, home owners
Horrible outcome, a dope boy got one
Cries when he convicted, cried on visit
I'm cryin' sayin' his name, ride for all my
Used to fiddle my 'til I found me a fortune
Finger fuck a Ferrari, south of France early
Did with Donatella, Versace my A Capella
see me in Neiman's, niggas committin' treason
Soft loafer preferred, frost, organic
Stay away from the Forbes, if I could tell you more
I got this I got that, I got I got this
Got a kilo for 20, my choppas say I'm the

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millions in the ceiling
Choppas choppas in the
choppas in the closet
Choppas choppas in the
Choppas choppas in the

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millions in the ceiling
Millions millions in the
Millions in the ceiling
choppas in the closet
Choppas choppas in the
Choppas choppas in the
Choppas in the closet

This that shit ask for
a nigga mash on the gas, floor
Two-door, four-door, roll through the hood like force
Fast forward--oops! say they wanna see proof
My record sales much as theirs and we still ride the same coupes
How we still the same hoes, why we still buy the same clothes
How we both got the same watch, I'm just keepin' y'all on y'all
Dope boys, gold mine, that price and that coke rise
Then set it that blue flame then hang it dry like clothesline
I restore the feelin' of niggas made a killin'
Hidin' choppas in the closet, half a in the ceiling
Got the razor on the counter, Arm & in the kitchen
Just to my feet in Christians and keep fuckin' all y'all bitches

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Millions millions in the
millions in the ceiling
Millions millions in the
choppas in the closet
Choppas in the closet
choppas in the closet
Choppas in the closet

Millions millions in the
millions in the ceiling
Millions millions in the
Millions in the ceiling
Choppas in the closet
choppas in the closet
Choppas in the closet
choppas in the closet

This that shit ya'll wanted
This shit sound like God it

This that shit ya'll wanted
This sound like God don't it

This that that ya'll wanted
This shit like God don't it

This that shit ya'll wanted
This sound like God don't it