Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Illi

Wayne)
money! (ya dig)
Yeah!

Ima Millionaire,
Im a Young Money Millie in aire, than Nigerian hair,
My criteria compared to your just isnt fair,
Ima venereal like a menstrual bleed..
Threw the pencil and leak the of the tablet in my mind,
Cuz I write shit cuz I aint got time,
Cuz my seconds, minutes, hours go to the al dollar,
And the al power of dat chit cha cha chopper,
Sister, Brother, Son, Daughter, Father fuck a copper,
Got da maserati dancin on the pussy poppin,
the coppers..hahahaha you cant catch 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 you drop em,
You em cuz we pop em like Orville Redenbacher,
Yeah!
Motherfucker I'm ill (Wayne I'm in)

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Im Millie in here wit them Young Money on aires,
Think you really pop a in air,
Mac Milli..the Vanillis in here.. im a dont get whopped,
I get brats who dont top,
I get tassel, pass you wit a flow you could never put a on,
An I break on anything a take on,
Feel the napalm from my trey arm, long, throw a nigga like im Akon,
Cuz I make cons.. Where the gone, get the base blown,
Let the Pistons on chopper come on cops im kamikaze drop a rock wit them Obamas,
in the mind, really wit the nine, millie when I rhyme, silly anytime,
Fine, chilly gitty on da grind, Shitty on a dime, on the line,
Plentys in me, any wit em bigger than a mini and remind im..
Illie and its all off G piece and a P..G walk by beep,
Wit a freak, skeet, Out, big feet on a jeep..
She by Weezy 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, daddys
ok

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

Im a Im a
young money cash fast money
slow money mo money neva low
what is that, who is that, I never of it
I will take your picture and a rest in peace shirt of it
tell those n***** beatin to make a rest in shirt of me cuz i
killed and now dont tell no one you 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 babys
now gon a nap man, its nap time
Ill holla back at you at time

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

and Id be pushing flowers,
to be in the penn sharing showers
see Tony told us this was ours
and the Bible told us every was sour
dont play in the garden and dont her flower
call me Mr. Carter or Mr. Mower
boy I got so many girls Im Michael Lowry
even Stefani said she couldnt doubt me

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