Luyện nghe bài hát More & More

Some never change, nigga
Aha, ayy,

Muller, put one, two to your medulla
Habla, gun dada, is none hotter
I'm so in love witcha girl, just somethin' 'bout her
I'm havin' fun with her, you better get her
I her face, bust one on her concealer
And make another girl it off, I'ma dumb nigga
Since a nigga, I've been a made man
My come with fat ass and a spray tan
Spend a whole bag, run up more
I won a 100k shootin' 10 to 4
poker, put the sack up, go all in
Lose, down, win, go to Dubai
If you wanna win big, the gotta be high
Want them bad all on your dick, you gotta be fly
Yeah, he but he not a T.I., I will be damned
him do designer drugs by the gram, get what they asked for
Life be packed but don't nothin' distract from the cash flow
Dope boy fashion, avoid fuck boys, hate 'em a passion
I'm sucka-duckin' money
A hard all a bitch got coming, yeah

All I is more & more (aha)
Goin' to the grave 'fore I'm going
Do it all against the odds, baby, lord
Puttin' on, homie, that's what I was born for (You what this is)
bands (Yeah)
All I know is more & (aha) (Wassup)
Goin' to the 'fore I'm going broke (Tip, I got you, nigga)
Do it all against the odds, baby, knows
Puttin' on, homie, that's what I was born for (You, know this is)
Hunnid

Dope boy, bitch I got to say it again
It's the and the don, you gotta play it again
Drop the top, lace your up, grab your scale
All you see are triples E's you're weighin' a whale
See, I'm straight up out the gutter, it hard to tell
Flex, made that yellow butter, it hard to sell
Thirty rounds up on my hip, make it hard to (damn)
Caller a private number, make it hard to stalk
the top on a 'Rari, nigga, I'm so made
Left the in the Bend, Dade, I'm so paid
And she to the mansion, yeah, the bitch got slayed
Skinny in the pool yeah, lil bitch got saved, huh

All I is more & more (aha)
Goin' to the grave 'fore I'm going
Do it all against the odds, baby, knows
Puttin' on, homie, that's what I was for
bands (Yeah)
All I know is more & (aha) (more & more)
to the grave 'fore I'm going broke
Do it all against the odds, baby, knows
Puttin' on, homie, that's what I was for
Hunnid

All I know is get this check and the
Fly the family Atlanta to Hawaii and back
Why would you act No, I'm not an asshole
Get ass blown smooth off for doin' too much
Had it the other nigga that was tryna move up
It is what is, no way to make a do-up
Better know we was selling crack until we blew up
Was trappin', everybody us
And then the came
been through so much shit that I'm numb to it, don't feel pain
Just Urban Legend the other day and it still bang
Get a (get it)
Make it double, want some weight, you need some bigger (you need it)
the plan, then work your way throughout the filibuster
Tryin' not to a sucka, that's a hard job (ya dig)
But I'ma still try my hand a car show
Boy, I've been getting it out the mud since 14, making it do what it
trap nigga

All I know is more & (aha)
Goin' to the grave 'fore I'm going
Do it all against the odds, baby, knows
Puttin' on, homie, that's what I was born for (You what this is)
bands (Yeah)
All I know is more & (aha) (more & more)
Goin' to the grave I'm going broke
Do it all the odds, baby, lord knows
on, homie, that's what I was born for, uh huh
Hunnid
All I is

Some more and more is all I know, man
You what I mean?
Big-big shit for a long time, you understand that?
Hey, we do this shit for bread and meat; we don't win we don't eat, you understand?
Yeah, yeah, talk we spit is what we do all day, man
I mean, try to be as I can be
But truth be told, none of you nigga fuck with me, you understand that?
the motherfuckin' king, nigga
Come hell or high water, no substitution
solid all the way through it
Fuck what a got to say
What I did, can undo
Build this shit my bare hands, man
Bare to the greatness
It's you
This is the Trap