Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Illi

Wayne)
money! (ya dig)
Yeah!

Ima Millionaire,
Im a Money Millie in aire, tougher than Nigerian hair,
My compared to your career just isnt fair,
Ima venereal disease a menstrual bleed..
Threw the pencil and the sheet of the tablet in my mind,
Cuz I dont write shit cuz I got time,
Cuz my seconds, minutes, go to the al mighty dollar,
And the al mighty power of dat cha cha chopper,
Sister, Brother, Son, Daughter, motha fuck a copper,
Got da maserati on the bridge pussy poppin,
Tell the coppers..hahahaha you cant catch em, you cant em,
I go by them goon rules if you cant beat em you pop em,
You cant man em you mop em,
You cant man em you drop em,
You drop em cuz we pop em like Redenbacher,
Yeah!
Motherfucker I'm ill (Wayne I'm in)

Gunz]
Im in here wit them Young Money Milli on aires,
you really pop a wheelie in air,
Mac Milli..the Vanillis in here.. im a rascal get whopped,
I get brats who give top,
I get tassel, pass you wit a flow you could put a brake on,
An I on anything a nigga take on,
Feel the napalm from my trey arm, straight long, throw a nigga im Akon,
Cuz I make cons.. the base gone, get the base blown,
Let the Pistons on that chopper on cops im kamikaze drop a rock wit them Obamas,
Illie in the mind, really wit the nine, millie when I rhyme, anytime,
Fine, chilly gitty on da grind, on a dime, Penny on the line,
Plentys in me, any guineas wit em bigger than a and remind im..
Illie and its all off G piece and a P..G by beep beep,
Wit a freak, skeet, Out, big feet 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..Ha

[these lyrics unconfirmed in album version but present in version]
money
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nay nay, better
ok

a millionaire im a young money
what chyall really it now
yall really wanna do it
if hip hop is dead i am the fluid
and I dont care who it be, Im to it
notice I say it cuz to me, it aint
get. it.
call me whacha trick?
me on my sidekick
never when its private
man I a shy chick
dont you a shy chick
I had a plate of shy chick and she shy no mo
she her name to my chick
hahaha, yea boy thats my
and she pops up in waynes world
totally dude you
see faces when they see that
robot can move
and its
hahaha, yea
and it go
thats

Im a Im a
young money money fast money
slow mo money neva low money
what is that, who is that, I heard of it
I will take your picture and make a rest in shirt of it
tell those n***** beatin to a rest in peace shirt of me cuz i
killed and now dont tell no one you of me
its like, the was screamin, murder me
and im a,
so I it

and you n***** is what i eatin ill sure of it
and he who dont me Ill make dessert of him
sherbet him, I
on him, or her
Carter, of
rap thang, this is my race
gon a lap man weezy babys nursery
now gon a nap man, its nap time
Ill holla back at you at snack

F. yea, ok
they say Im rappin like Big, Jay, and
Andre 3 Thousand is erykah badu at
who dat
who dat said they gon Lil Wayne
my name aint bic, but I keep that
who dat one
dat do dat boy
knew dat
true dat
and i be the
now you got bowels
I dont owe you like two
but Id for you to pay me by the hour

and Id rather be flowers,
than to be in the penn sharing
see Tony told us this world was
and the told us every girl was sour
play in the garden and dont smell her flower
call me Mr. Carter or Mr. Lawn
boy I got so many like Im Michael Lowry
even Gwen Stefani she couldnt doubt me

man, life, just aint life, me
hip hop just aint hip hop, me
moola baby
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