Luyện nghe bài hát Milli

Young
Ya dig
I'm goin' in

I'm a Millionaire,
I'm a Money Millionaire, tougher than Nigerian hair,
My criteria compared to your just isn't fair,
I'm a venereal disease a menstrual bleed
Threw the pencil and leak on the of the tablet in my mind,
I don't write shit cause I ain't got time,
Cause my seconds, minutes, hours go to the dollar,
And the almighty power of cha cha cha cha chopper,
Sister, Brother, Son, Daughter, motherfuck a copper,
Got the Maserati dancin' on the bridge poppin',
Tell the coppers, ha ha ha ha you can't catch' em, you can't 'em,
I go by goon rules
If you beat 'em then you pop 'em,
You man em then you mop 'em,
You can't stand em you drop em,
You pop em we pop em like Orville Redenbacher

I'm ill

A million here a million
Sicilian with long hair with coconut derrière
Like smokin' the thinnest air I the Lamborghini
Hopin' them crackers see me like look at dat bastard
He's a beast a dog he's a muthfukin' problem
OK a goon but what's a goon (to a goblin)
nothin' you ain't scarin' nothin'
On some fagot call 'em Dennis Rodman
Call me you want bitch call me on my Sidekick
Never answer when it's private damn I hate a shy
Don't you hate a shy bitch yea I ate a shy
She ain't shy no she changed her name to my bitch
Yea nigga that's my
So when she ask for the when you through don't be surprised bitch
It ain't if you got it
But you like a bitch no ass you ain't got shit
Motherfucker I'm ill not
And I'm OK but my sick
Yea my drop
Yea my glock
And my knot
I'm it

I'm ill,
see

They say I'm rappin' like BIG, Jay, and
Andre 3000 where is Eryka at
Who
Who that said they beat Lil Wayne
My ain't Bic but I keep that flame man
Who that one that do that boy ya that true the Swallow
And I be the shit now you got bowels
I don't O U like two
But I would like for you to pay me by the
And I'd rather be flowers
Then to be in the pen sharin'
Tony us this world was ours
And the bible told us every girl was
play in her garden and don't smell her flower
Call me Mr. Carter or Mr. Lawn
Boy I got so many bitches I'm Mike Lowry
Even Gwen Stefani said she couldn't me
Motherfucker I say life ain't shit me
Chrome lips out the coupe look like it's poutin'
I do what I do and you do what you can do it
Bitch I can turn a crack rock into a
me
Don't you me cause there ain't nobody near me
don't see but they hear me
They don't feel me but they me I'm illi

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