Luyện nghe bài hát Millions

You know what happen G.O.O.D. Music and MMG get together, right?
We get that

Millions in the ceiling
millions in the ceiling
Millions in the ceiling
millions in the ceiling
Choppas in the closet
Choppas choppas in the
Choppas in the closet
Choppas in the closet

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Millions millions in the
millions in the ceiling
Millions millions in the
Choppas in the closet
Choppas choppas in the
choppas in the closet
Choppas choppas in the

This that shit that y'all
shit cook up hard, don't it?
Y'all beg my pardon on it
But shit sound like God don't it?
Yuugh, I'm tired, nigga and y'all gotta pay tithes, nigga
Call my Phantom the holy ghost, church on chrome wheel tires,
Pop tags when I'm paranoid, the pawn shop was my paradise
I was dead pop when that powder came for that saved in that shoe box
Blue tops, tops, bad bitch in that blue fox
big face is in Blu-ray and these black diamonds like boondocks
I restore the feelin' of niggas made a killin'
Hidin' in the closet, half a million in the ceiling
And them hoes with angel faces, cryin' loud ill intentions
so I can buy them Christians, have 'em shittin' on all they bitches, ah!

Millions millions in the
millions in the ceiling
Millions millions in the
Millions in the ceiling
choppas in the closet
Choppas choppas in the
Choppas in the closet
Choppas choppas in the

millions in the ceiling
Millions millions in the
millions in the ceiling
Millions millions in the
Choppas choppas in the
Choppas choppas in the
Choppas in the closet
Choppas choppas in the

I'm haunted by horror stories, wanna-be home
Horrible outcome, a boy got one motive
when he convicted, cried on every visit
I'm cryin' sayin' his name, ride for all my
Used to fiddle my finger 'til I me a fortune
fuck a Ferrari, south of France early morning
Did drugs with Donatella, Versace my A
Never see me in Neiman's, committin' treason
Soft loafer preferred, frost, herb
Stay away from the Forbes, if I only could you more
I got this I got that, I got I got this
Got a kilo for 20, my say I'm the shit

Millions millions in the
Millions in the ceiling
millions in the ceiling
Millions in the ceiling
Choppas choppas in the
choppas in the closet
Choppas choppas in the
choppas in the closet

Millions millions in the
Millions millions in the
millions in the ceiling
Millions millions in the
choppas in the closet
Choppas choppas in the
Choppas in the closet
Choppas choppas in the

This that shit ask for
Make a mash on the gas, floor
Two-door, four-door, roll the hood like task force
Fast forward--oops! They say they wanna see
My record sales ain't much as theirs and we ride the same coupes
How we still fuck the same hoes, why we still buy the same
How we both got the watch, I'm just keepin' y'all on y'all toes
Dope boys, mine, that price drop and that coke rise
Then set it over that blue then hang it dry like clothesline
I restore the feelin' of when niggas made a
choppas in the closet, half a million in the ceiling
Got the razor on the counter, Arm & Hammer in the
to keep my feet in Christians and keep fuckin' all y'all bitches

Millions in the ceiling
Millions in the ceiling
millions in the ceiling
Millions in the ceiling
choppas in the closet
Choppas choppas in the
choppas in the closet
Choppas in the closet

Millions in the ceiling
Millions millions in the
Millions in the ceiling
Millions in the ceiling
choppas in the closet
Choppas choppas in the
Choppas choppas in the
Choppas choppas in the

This that shit that wanted
This sound like God don't it

This that shit that wanted
shit sound like God don't it

This that that ya'll wanted
shit sound like God don't it

This that shit that wanted
shit sound like God don't it