Luyện nghe bài hát Auction

God is all I fear, money machine is all I
Where are you? Tearing up the mall, I buy the out there
It's the bomb, no fall out
No shelter, Skelta
Bubble Alka Seltzer
Look at me, king, melt ya
and cars give them the scrunchy face
Violate then out how your lung taste
Got money to bungee, you don't this hate
Yo, I can throw it down and watch it come up
You food, but you don't really want plate
Slow down, Diddy, killing them
Pictures on billboards, know them is feeling him
You blowing up like you helium
like spaceships, niggas thought it was aliens
This is Harlem, niggas that push
Little homie shoot with the left James Harden
me, money, never to beg pardon
Jacuzzi in a Sprinter, models take in
me where the money is at and I'm departing

Welcome to the
We flows, riches glow, solid gold
Big chains froze, flashy rings, all you
What you want nigga, you see
Nigga, to the auction, we got it all
Soul ball, fame, riches, cars
Vintage frames, drinks to pour, to the floor
Nigga, you know

I'm chosen, something Beethoven
out golden anytime I compose it
Watch gruesome, ferocious

The tub filled is roses
Coming to America money, we Earl it
Joffery, James Brown, now watch me
Keep knowing they can't stop me
Wearing 40 belows, the Rocky
Lambo truck color as broccoli
Acting like when he was twenty something
Bitch seen the money and came, I call that money
Ask what's a of mills, I say twenty something
I'mma a keep on moving, I hear the drummer
Bright them Time Square lights the way I bubble something
and ice for the Ruckers, I know the summer's coming
Dyckman, double parked, all the just love the frontin'
I'm like, "fuck it nigga, then them something"
'Cause I'm shining I can glow or something
money in the air, but I don't owe them nothing

Welcome to the
We selling flows, riches glow gold
Big chains froze, flashy rings, all you
What you nigga, what you see
welcome to the auction, we got it all
Soul ball, fame, riches, cars
Vintage frames, to pour, minks to the floor
you already know

Let me show you how to up
Let me you how you do it when you leaning on a roadster
Let me show you how you
up the way that you walking
You can get it at the

All that facade and jaw yapping
Nigga, shut the fuck up and watch God
Come rain, sleet, or hail, no sales
Crib on the island, gotta sail to the box
Still send mails to my homie in the jail
a big L, bump Big, and let a shell pop
Bodyguards wifey to the nail shop
So you can get popped and she won't drop her box
Get on my city, nigga, westside ride, eastside
Sheeeze, I so far, GS Lex to G5 planes
At least trained
You say it's good, we not sane
the beast I've tamed
These shots came b y frame, for no
Somebody gotta be this
When you got this God somebody gotta be villainess
Somebody gotta be feeling like it's prophecy in
We be boss, somebody gotta be middle men
When you do it big somebody gotta belittle it
Literally it's the lottery picked us
And you ain't who you depicted in a lot of pictures

Welcome to the
We selling flows, riches solid gold
Big froze, flashy rings, all you need
What you want nigga, you see
welcome to the auction, we got it all
Soul ball, fame, riches, cars
frames, drinks to pour, minks to the floor
Nigga you already