Luyện nghe bài hát Tho Dem Wrappas

Uhh, I falls through in a Hummer, the Don, Lizzie, Keyuan
the best thunder Sean John, you don't want none
Partner, I got a rep for leavin' swollen up
On top of all that, I got the rap up
Hold up, with the budda thumpin' quota
And just the teach a lesson, I put one in ya
I told ya, live for the street life
Eat right, fuck good, and reffer the pipe
I'm gettin' head all
And if it's some beef, I lead on sight
Until they
I took ya head off
I live in the
Nigga, where the feds, play
I still ice, keep it tight
E-very time, call me the Black Liberace when I'm mine
how I flow, I gotta get mine, partna, any way it go
Whether it be rapping or the 4-4

Let's a million
Keep it for triple-0
low, from plenty Henny and hydro
Fuck a and some clothes
I gotta get rich, go and do shows
And get the

Let's 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

My nigga, I can a million blind-folded, with no shows
Using no flows, just Arm-n-Hammer and O's
Gimmie and a connect, that neva closed
And watch me lock it from North County to BenRos
Fuck Mo-Mo's, gimme hundred spokes, all chrome
On the Navigator equipped to and log on
I that before it's gone
'Fore even bring it home
Matta fact, I'll you whats in the back, its all wrong
Two holes in the roof, to let the sun in
Matching leather carseat, in my son get in
I spare one off in the in case he brings his friend
PlayStation in case a nigga think he can win

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

make a million
Keep it real for
low, from plenty Henny and hydro
Fuck a bitch and some
I gotta get rich, go platinum and do
And get the

I make 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 your wrist glares
I'm stares from dime bitches, is he alone
Where's his Mrs., 1-2-3-4-5 of Cris's
On the table, arms got straws ripped off the labels
No more shows for free, I'm like cable
all screamin' my name, different shades and race
Take them all backstage and lett'em plead case
a million like Jigga, standin' in one place
Sound Scan like Thrilla with out changing my
They threw a weak B says who? (says Mase)
Then what's plan A cause plan B about

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

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

I gotta make a
Gotta get a million
Gonna turn 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 niggas tryin' to make a mill
Tho dem (and get the dough)
All my West Coast niggas tryin' to make a
Tho dem (and get the dough)
All my East Coast niggas tryin' to make a
Tho dem (and get the dough)