Luyện nghe bài hát M.P.A.

I see the things
The evil that brings
I swear like a disease
That goes round and round and round like
And wanna bury me
Why? I'm anti everything
I swear it's a disease
That goes round and round and round like

Money, pussy,
You niggas pussy all
Money, pussy,
You pussy not at all
Get in them
I had a I had it all
I up and really had it all

The three leading killers of you
Is the that's most appealing to you niggas
Even I victim to it, your pride don't let you do it
The lies will get you it
Money, pussy, alcohol, a wonderful cocktail
Fronted my first over oxtails and ran with it
Dope is like a street
The addiction, both you and me, now a seat
Every car got a fleet, every broad get a
Every sparkle in the club that ours, we compete
Poor minds, poor decision
No reward, what's the risk you taking?
New bitch I been fucking might a rap war
Won't it yet, can't tell it yet
wins games Bill Belichick
These hoes having Google numbers, better check

Money, pussy,
You pussy after all
Money, pussy,
You niggas not at all
Get in drawers
I had a I had it all
I up and really had it all

Shout out my fucking baseball niggas
dress like Bamas with guaranteed contracts
Yeah, I see your vision, sick of prison
Now the League's where you're fishing
You young and hot, so why
The dealers is washed, the money is dry, so take your shot
We judge you 'cause we ain't hug you
We sent you off to other hoods and let them fuck you
For real, we made you watch afar
Even talked down on you, tryna dim star
Until we seen them cars pull up
And them pick you up
And we realized we missed a diamond in the rough
So, make us proud, make it
Until you learn to love 'em, make 'em no amount
Make 'em dig deeper to keep ya, you deserve it
Take of it when you're worth it
Real worth it

Money, pussy,
You niggas pussy all
Money, pussy,
You niggas not at all
Get in them
I had a I had it all
I up and really had it all

I've been all you real niggas
I done see more won't than you niggas
Take a swing, snatch a
your mind, go insane
I'm in the club, you in the too
I got money, you got too
You think it's dew
in my ear like a hunny do
Eyeballing every bottle we running through
Trying to stand near, nigga damn
Pushing bitches out the way to here
no pictures, now you in your feelings
I'm a dope boy, no stranger dealings
Bruised ego, Henny-induced
Nickel bag niggas, all of a sudden
I all of you G-Moneys for G money
I get it for quarter ki money, for real

Money, pussy,
You niggas pussy all
Money, pussy,
You niggas not at all
Get in them
I had a I had it all
I woke up and had it all