Luyện nghe bài hát More Milli

[Intro -

Make it so (YM!)
So fly so (CMB bitch!)
another day on the
Top floor of the bitch
it how we live it
Moula,
You it is, young boy appreciate that
Yeah big money popping baby boy
Ain't of that little bitty
More, more, more,
More, more, more,

[Verse 1 -
Yeah, ostrich pearl white paint job fly
Big on the loose
Got my bitch five
And every time I up, you know I'm iced up
When I step up in the club, I light the up
on my saddle, blowing purple out the truck
Candy paint, rally stripe, bitch like us
Pearl Maybach, hatchback
Automatic strap stash spot under the
Bitch, ready to spray
Foreign grinds, hard
Getting mines, you know Uptown, big time, time
You know, Davis baby
Cash Money is pay me so you pay me how it weigh, baby
Black, gold, hundred mill' off the
Never told now you know how it go
One

Little
More, more, more,
to the ceiling
More, more, more,
to the ceiling

[Verse 2 -

You're now with the most requested
The young nigga that everybody is so with
That on black '62 float majestic
Me and Stunna in it, boy I'm just so
Caught up in a popularity
to reach my dreams and I ain't even got my arms stretched
"Thank Me Later", first I'm taking all bets
a million copies really isn't farfetched
Yeah, I keep credit in cash knots
I keep my darkest shades on till the flash
for my L.A. girls getting them implants
And all my D.C. getting them ass shots
Got for a reason shortie, go ahead bust it open
I keep a secret baby, nothing's when nothing's spoken
Haters talk it like my buzz isn't enough
And I just lost the Gucci in the fucking ocean
Damn, I guess the problems of a teen
Are confused all the I had between y'all
And dog funny
Pay me you owe me nigga, all cash money

3 - Bun B]
Well it's that big body in his big body car
Got a big bopper with that million dollar car
She said "daddy I sushi, so give it to me raw"
I pulled out my strap, had look at it and said "naw"
So car full of kush, you need to access
Laying on a mattress with your favorite
My was going out, I said "baby pass the matches"
Then let her top me off while I'm tapping off the
Classic but classless, you up but gasless
A legend here, Bun said it, nigga get it
Taking what you got, you of passed it
You was moving slower molasses, this time you an assed it
Give it up smooth, this a don't move
This is murder music don't disturb this groove
2 Trill Ent., Money, and A Koppa Zone
We true players, die, the last chromosome