Luyện nghe bài hát Auction

God is all I fear, money is all I hear
are you? Tearing up the mall, I buy the mall out there
It's the bomb, no fall out
No shelter, Skelta
Bubble Alka Seltzer
Look at me, king, I'll ya
Bars and give them the scrunchy face
Violate then find out how your taste
Got money to bungee, you want this hate
Yo, I can throw it and watch it come back up
You food, but you don't want this plate
down, Diddy, you're killing them
Pictures on billboards, know bitches is feeling him
You blowing up like you helium
like spaceships, niggas thought it was aliens
This is Harlem, niggas push foreigns
Little homie shoot the left like James Harden
Excuse me, money, never to beg
in a Sprinter, models take part in
Tell me where the is at and I'm departing

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

I'm chosen, like Beethoven
out golden anytime I compose it
Watch gruesome, ferocious

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

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

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

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

to the auction
We selling flows, glow 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, to pour, minks to the floor
you already know