Luyện nghe bài hát Auction

God is all I fear, money machine is all I
Where are you? up the mall, I buy the mall out there
the bomb, no fall out gear
No shelter, Skelta
Bubble like Seltzer
at me, king, I'll melt ya
Bars and cars give them the scrunchy
then find out how your lung taste
Got money to bungee, you don't want this
Yo, I can throw it down and watch it come up
You food, but you really want this plate
down, Diddy, you're killing them
Pictures on billboards, know bitches is feeling him
You still up like you helium
Cars like spaceships, niggas thought it was
This is Harlem, niggas push foreigns
homie shoot with the left like James Harden
Excuse me, money, to beg pardon
Jacuzzi in a Sprinter, models part in
Tell me the money is at and I'm departing

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

I'm chosen, something like
Comes out anytime I compose it
gruesome, chain ferocious

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

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

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

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

to the auction
We selling flows, riches solid gold
Big chains froze, flashy rings, all you
you want nigga, what you see
Nigga to the auction, we got it all
Soul ball, fame, riches, cars
Vintage frames, drinks to pour, minks to the
Nigga you already