Luyện nghe bài hát Pound Cake

Couple investments, a few of 'em made some sense
your two pennies, especially if you ain't made a cent
I learned the game and been getting publishing ever
People that ain't made a will say they ain't convinced
When you to 7-11 on some handle bars
You can't vision how catchy could take a man to Mars
The problem is that only just wanna hang with stars
Heard Lauryn sing and I wanted to the world from Nas
I salute but I demand applause
I've given infinite gifts, I still feel like Clause
Males acting girls I call it mano-pause
This the type of verse that I bet you that type of man pause
I can't stop and give these haters what ask for
99 thousand or more inside a cash
I'm the type to keep a passport on the dashboard, looking for a south of France shore to a dash for
Feeling like Damon Dash moving that acappella
When times is bleak I hit the freeway it's Roc-A-Fella
It's a decade, get a clue that you could stop me never
You'd have a better of trying to stop a hot propeller
On a jet while smoking a cigarette, with gasoline on ya
Kerosene on ya breath, oh yes I do it the best, get verses then you are blessed I do it for what it's worth and I'll never do it for less,
Never that, I the album is more than late
quantity in the face and told it you're gonna wait
Send a salute to the people who push the culture straight, and those who hate I just hope you don't get to procreate
Met with some that industry people over rate
Met with the Devil but said I wouldn't
made millions, Jay made millions
And if Cam made millions I'm feelin' like I can relate
-- see Mr. Koopa got 'em quite jealous
People that hang with Mr. turn to sky dwellers
I'm from a city the skinny turn to pie sellers
And if any say making millis then they lie tellers

The struggle will never
Your struggle look a puddle, my struggle look like a -- sheesh
I'm visualizing it clear like I'm Mr. Artis
It's either Jackson or I feel like Michael on beats
been on a beach, instead I turn't to a beast
The clarity of my raps you'd think I created
Saw me dirty my cleats all these Houston streets
The hundreds stay in my
The money stay on a
*Bark*, I know you them dogs barkin'
That hype is in Houston what we call boppin'
I make I'm pay for all my words like it's a blog
And Go Daddy she tells me when we blog shopping
I'm the type make it and give it a fee
And you the type that make it they wouldn't take it for
They at you and they like "tell me what's in it for me" and wouldn't take ya disc if you put it under their Christmas tree
Me, let's about consistency
Consistently make 'em like these other rappers ain't sick as me
I'm currently in they'll never get to see
The only suite they'll ever see is a pack of swishas G
My OG be calling me to tell me that the miss me
He I'm eating but the reason is I eat picky
PlayStation they pump fakin' and you'll see quickly
The game they'll always end up with a 360
Albums coming, I tell the doubters just wait then
Shot and you know that I'd never waste a lens
They sleeping on me could hope that never wake again
But they gotta be sleep when you're a rude awakening

Cash everything around me
C.R.E.A.M. get the money, bill y'all

Hey yo Texas you know the puzzles what I had to
Ya be bringing havoc like I had a mob
Had enemies, so them odds what I had to dodge
And now I'm riding in cars that like avatars
ain't never had the soft never had the hard, they try to make it sound deep to pretend they have a cause
Pushing them yellow bricks, no, where you have to pause
Most of 'em cowardly and like the man on Oz
They lying to you, falsifying within little bars
They'd probably try to tell you really had a job
Tell you how had to starve; how they had rob
Like I went to Heaven and took a blessing from the of God
Nah
I don't don't believe it
Don't believe ya reading
Who the that achieved it?
Not them, we did
Irrelevance is as relevant as the that said it, and you ain't never did anything, don't you ever forget it
That you can dead it
You borrow your mothers car and put a tank of unleaded