Luyện nghe bài hát A Millie

A Millionaire,
I'm a money Millionaire, tougher than Nigerian hair,
My compared to your career just isn't fair,
I'm a venereal like a menstrual bleed,
through the pencil and on the sheet of the tablet in my mind,
Cuz I don't shit cuz I aint got time,
Cuz my seconds, minutes, go to the almighty dollar,
And the power of dat chit cha cha chopper,
Sister, Brother, Son, Daughter, motha f**k a copper,
Got da maserati dancin on the pussy poppin,
Tell the coppers..hahahaha you cant em, you cant stop em,
I go by dem goon
if you cant beat em you pop em,
You man em then you mop em,
You cant stand em then you em,
You pop em cuz we pop em like Redenbacher,
money

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A Millie in here wit them Money Millionaires,
Think you pop a wheelie in air,
Mac Milli..the Vanilli's in here.. im a rascal get whopped,
I get who don't give top,
I get tassel, pass you wit a flow you never put a brake on,
An I break on anything a take on,
Feel the napalm from my trey arm, straight long, a nigga like im Akon,
Cuz I make cons.. Where the gone, get the base blown,
Let the Pistons on that chopper come on cops im kamikaze a rock wit them Obamas,
Illie in the mind, really wit the nine, millie when I rhyme, anytime,
Fine, chilly on da grind, Shitty on a dime, Penny on the line,
Plentys in me, any wit em bigger than a mini and remind im..
and its all off G piece and a P..G walk by beep beep,
Wit a freak, skeet, Hawk Out, big on a jeep..
She caught by F, we be the best,
to death prove me the rest,
Groupies confess, you be the ref, me I left..HaHa

a millionaire im a young millionaire
what really wanna? nah
y'all don't really do it
if hip hop is dead i am the embalmment
and I don't who it be, I'm steppin to it
I say "it" cuz to me, "it" ain't shit
get "it".
call me like trick
me on my sidekick
never answer its private
man I a shy chick
don't you hate a shy
I had a plate of shy chick and she shy no mo'
she her name to my chick
hahaha, yea boy my girl
and she pops up in waynes world
totally dude you
see their faces when they see
this robot can
and it say
ha, yea
and it go
right

A I'm a
young money cash fast money
slow money mo' neva no money
what is that, who is that, I never of it
I will take picture and make a "rest in peace" shirt of it
someone should take beat and make a "rest in peace" shirt of it
becuz I killed it now don't no one you heard of me
its like, the was screamin, murder me
and I'm a
so I it

and you niggas is what i eat and make sure of it
and he who don't believe me I'll make of him
him, I mean
on him, or her
Carter, of
this rap thang, is my race
gon' take a lap man weezy babys
now gon' take a nap man, its nap
holla back at you at snack time

F. yea, ok
they say I'm like Big, Jay, and Tupac
Andre 3 where is erykah badu at
who dat
who dat said gon' beat Lil Wayne
my name ain't bic, but I keep that boi
who dat
do dat boy
knew dat
true dat
and i be the
now you got loose
I don't owe you two vowels
but I would for you to pay me by the hour

and I'd rather be flowers,
to be in the pen sharing showers
see Tony told us this was ours
and the Bible us every girl was sour
don't play in her garden and don't her flower
call me Mr. Carter or Mr. Lawn
boy I got so many girls like I'm Mike
even Stefani said she couldn't doubt me

man, life, ain't life, with out me
hip hop just ain't hip hop, out me