Luyện nghe bài hát More & More

Some shit never change,
Aha, ayy,

Muller, put one, two to your medulla
Habla, gun dada, there is hotter
I'm so in love witcha girl, it's somethin' 'bout her
I'm havin' fun with her, you come get her
I her face, bust one on her concealer
And another girl lick it off, I'ma dumb nigga
Since a young nigga, I've been a man
My bitches come fat ass and a spray tan
Spend a whole bag, run up more
I won a 100k shootin' 10 to 4
poker, put the sack up, go all in
Lose, down, win, go to Dubai
If you wanna win big, the risk gotta be
Want them bad all on your dick, you gotta be fly
Yeah, he but he not a T.I., I will be damned
Watch him do designer drugs by the gram, get what they for
Life be action packed but don't distract from the cash flow
Dope boy fashion, avoid boys, hate 'em with a passion
I'm sucka-duckin' money
A hard dick all a bitch got coming,

All I is more & more (aha)
Goin' to the grave 'fore I'm going
Do it all against the odds, baby, lord
Puttin' on, homie, that's I was born for (You know what this is)
bands (Yeah)
All I is more & more (aha) (Wassup)
Goin' to the grave 'fore I'm broke (Tip, I got you, nigga)
Do it all the odds, baby, lord knows
Puttin' on, homie, that's what I was born for (You, what this is)
Hunnid

boy, bitch I ain't got to say it again
It's the king and the don, you gotta it again
the top, lace your boots up, grab your scale
All you see are triples E's like weighin' a whale
See, I'm straight up out the gutter, it hard to tell
Flex, made that yellow butter, it hard to sell
Thirty rounds up on my hip, make it to walk (damn)
Caller from a private number, make it hard to
Drop the top on a 'Rari, nigga, I'm so
Left the in the Bend, Dade, I'm so paid
And she came to the mansion, yeah, the bitch got
Skinny in the pool yeah, lil bitch got saved, huh

All I is more & more (aha)
Goin' to the grave I'm going broke
Do it all against the odds, baby, knows
Puttin' on, homie, that's I was born for
Hunnid (Yeah)
All I is more & more (aha) (more & more)
Goin' to the grave I'm going broke
Do it all against the odds, baby, lord
Puttin' on, homie, that's I was born for
Hunnid

All I know is get check and the respect
Fly the family from Atlanta to and back
Why you act slow? No, I'm not an asshole
Get your ass blown smooth off for too much
Had it the other nigga that was tryna move up
It is is, ain't no way to make a do-up
Better know that we was selling crack we blew up
Was trappin', knew us
And the mill' came
Done been through so much shit that I'm to it, don't feel pain
heard Urban Legend the other day and it still bang
Get a (get it)
Make it double, want some weight, you need some muscles (you need it)
Finesse the plan, then work way throughout the filibuster
Tryin' not to a sucka, that's a hard job (ya dig)
But I'ma try my hand with a car show
Boy, I've been getting it out the mud since 14, it do what it does
True trap

All I know is more & (aha)
Goin' to the 'fore I'm going broke
Do it all against the odds, baby, lord
Puttin' on, homie, that's what I was born for (You know this is)
bands (Yeah)
All I know is & more (aha) (more & more)
Goin' to the grave 'fore I'm going
Do it all the odds, baby, lord knows
Puttin' on, homie, what I was born for, uh huh
bands
All I is

Some more and more is all I know, man
You know I mean?
Big-big shit poppin' for a time, you understand that?
Hey, we do this shit for bread and meat; we don't win we don't eat, you understand?
Yeah, yeah, talk while we spit is we do all day, man
I mean, try to be as I can be
But truth be told, none of you nigga can't fuck with me, you understand
It's the king, nigga
Come hell or high water, no substitution
solid all the way through it
Fuck a hater got to say
What I did, can undo
Build shit with my bare hands, man
Bare to the greatness
upon you
This is the Dime