Luyện nghe bài hát Tho Dem Wrappas

Uhh, I falls in a Hummer, Murphy the Don, Lizzie, Keyuan
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
Hold up, with the thumpin' niggas quota
And just the a lesson, I put one in ya shoulder
I told ya, 'Tics live for the life
Eat right, fuck good, and thru the pipe
I'm head all night
And if some beef, I pumpin' lead on sight
Until deceased
I took ya off right
I live in the
Nigga, the feds, play sheist
I still floss ice, keep it
E-very time, call me the Liberace when I'm playing mine
how I flow, I gotta get mine, partna, any way it go
Whether it be or with the 4-4

make a million
Keep it real for
Eyes low, from Henny and hydro
Fuck a bitch and clothes
I gotta get rich, go platinum and do
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

My nigga, I can make a million blind-folded, with no
Using no flows, just Arm-n-Hammer and O's
Gimmie low-do's and a connect, neva closed
And watch me it down from North County to BenRos
some 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 bring it
Matta fact, I'll tell you in the back, its all wrong
Two in the roof, to let the sun come in
Matching leather carseat, in my son get in
I spare one off in the back in he brings his friend
PlayStation in case a nigga think he can win

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

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

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

I say now, tho yo off in tha air
But only if the ice on wrist cause glares
I'm gettin' stares from dime bitches, is he
Where's his Mrs., 1-2-3-4-5 bottles of
On the table, arms got straws they off the labels
No more for free, I'm pay-per-view like cable
They all my name, different shades and race
them all backstage and lett'em plead they case
Make a million Jigga, standin' in one place
Sound like Thrilla with out changing my face
They threw a plan B says who? (says Mase)
Then plan A cause plan B about papes

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

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

I gotta make a
Gotta get myself a
Gonna that 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 to make a mill
Tho dem (and get the dough)