Luyện nghe bài hát Millions

You know what happen when G.O.O.D. Music and MMG get together,
We get money

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

This that shit ya'll wanted
This shit sound like God it

This that shit that ya'll
This shit sound like God it

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