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 criteria compared to your career just fair,
Ima venereal like a menstrual bleed..
Threw the pencil and leak the sheet of the in my mind,
Cuz I dont write cuz I aint 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, Father motha a copper,
Got da maserati on the bridge pussy poppin,
Tell the coppers..hahahaha you cant catch em, you stop 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)

[Cory
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,
the napalm from my trey arm, straight long, throw a nigga like im Akon,
Cuz I cons.. Where the base gone, get the base blown,
Let the Pistons on that chopper come on cops im kamikaze drop a rock wit Obamas,
in the mind, really wit the nine, millie when I rhyme, silly anytime,
Fine, chilly on da grind, Shitty on a dime, Penny on the line,
Plentys in me, any guineas wit em 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 by Weezy F, we be the best,
Truely to death me the rest,
confess, you be the ref, excuse me I left..Ha

[these lyrics in album version but present in mixtape version]
young
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nay nay, daddys
ok

a millionaire im a money millionaire
what really want it now
yall dont wanna do it
if hip hop is dead i am the fluid
and I dont who it be, Im steppin to it
I say it cuz to me, it aint shit
get. it.
call me like trick?
call me on my
answer 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 my girl
and she excellent up in waynes world
dude you should
see their when they see that
this robot can
and its
hahaha, yea
and it go
right

Im a Im a
young money money fast money
money mo money neva low money
what is that, who is that, I never of it
I take your picture and make a rest in peace shirt of it
tell those n***** to make a rest in peace shirt of me cuz i
killed and now dont no one you heard of me
its like, the beat was screamin, me
and im a,
so I it

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

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

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

man, life, aint life, without me
hip hop aint hip hop, without me
young moola
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