Luyện nghe bài hát More Milli

[Intro -

Make it so (YM!)
So fly so (CMB bitch!)
another day on the
Top of the balcony bitch
Live it how we it
Moula,
You what it is, young boy appreciate
Yeah it's big money popping boy
Ain't none of little bitty
More, more, more,
More, more, more,

[Verse 1 -
Yeah, ostrich pearl white candy job fly
Big on the loose
Got my riding five
And every time I up, you know I'm iced up
When I up in the club, I light the bitch up
on my saddle, blowing purple out the truck
Candy paint, stripe, bitch shining like us
white Maybach, hatchback
Automatic strap stash under the rack
Bitch, ready to that
Foreign grinds, times
Getting mines, you know Uptown, big time, doing
You know, Davis baby
Money is what pay me so you pay me how it weigh, baby
Black, gold, hundred mill' off the
told now you know how it go bitch
One

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

[Verse 2 -

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

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