Luyện nghe bài hát More & More

Some shit never change,
Aha, ayy,

Frank Muller, put one, two to medulla
Habla, gun dada, there is hotter
I'm so in love witcha girl, it's somethin' 'bout her
I'm havin' fun her, you better come get her
I fuck her face, bust one on her
And make another girl lick it off, I'ma dumb
a young nigga, I've been a made man
My bitches with fat ass and a spray tan
Spend a bag, then run up more
I won a 100k shootin' 10 to 4
poker, put the sack up, go all in
Lose, double down, win, go to
If you wanna win big, the risk gotta be
Want them bad bitches all on dick, you gotta be fly
Yeah, he cool but he not a T.I., I be damned
Watch him do designer by the gram, get what they asked for
Life be packed but don't nothin' distract from the cash flow
boy fashion, avoid fuck boys, hate 'em with a passion
I'm sucka-duckin' gettin'
A hard all a bitch got coming, yeah

All I know is more & (aha)
Goin' to the grave 'fore I'm going
Do it all the odds, baby, lord knows
Puttin' on, homie, that's what I was for (You know what this is)
Hunnid (Yeah)
All I is more & more (aha) (Wassup)
Goin' to the 'fore I'm going broke (Tip, I got you, nigga)
Do it all against the odds, baby, knows
Puttin' on, homie, that's what I was born for (You, know this is)
Hunnid

Dope boy, bitch I ain't got to say it
It's the king and the don, you play it again
Drop the top, lace your boots up, grab your
All you see are triples E's like weighin' a whale
See, I'm straight up out the gutter, it hard to tell
Flex, made that yellow butter, it hard to sell
Thirty up on my hip, make it hard to walk (damn)
from a private number, make it hard to stalk
Drop the top on a 'Rari, nigga, I'm so
the Dawn in the Bend, Dade, I'm so paid
And she came to the mansion, yeah, the bitch got
Skinny dippin' in the yeah, lil bitch got saved, huh

All I know is & more (aha)
Goin' to the grave I'm going broke
Do it all the odds, baby, lord knows
Puttin' on, homie, that's I was born for
bands (Yeah)
All I know is & more (aha) (more & more)
Goin' to the grave I'm going broke
Do it all the odds, baby, lord knows
Puttin' on, homie, that's what I was for
Hunnid

All I know is get check and the respect
Fly the family from Atlanta to Hawaii and
Why you act slow? No, I'm not an asshole
Get your ass blown off for doin' too much
Had it the other nigga that was tryna move up
It is what is, no way to make a do-up
Better know we was selling crack until we blew up
Was trappin', everybody us
And the mill' came
been through so much shit that I'm numb to it, don't feel pain
Just heard Urban Legend the other day and it bang
Get a (get it)
it double, want some weight, you need some bigger muscles (you need it)
Finesse the plan, then work way throughout the filibuster
Tryin' not to kill a sucka, a hard job (ya dig)
But still try my hand with a car show
Boy, been getting it out the mud since 14, making it do what it does
True nigga

All I know is & more (aha)
Goin' to the grave 'fore I'm going
Do it all against the odds, baby, knows
Puttin' on, homie, what I was born for (You know what this is)
Hunnid (Yeah)
All I is more & more (aha) (more & more)
Goin' to the grave 'fore I'm broke
Do it all the odds, baby, lord knows
on, homie, that's what I was born for, uh huh
Hunnid
All I is

more and some more is all I know, man
You know what I
Big-big poppin' for a long time, you understand that?
Hey, we do this shit for bread and meat; we win then we don't eat, you understand?
Yeah, yeah, talk while we spit is we do all day, man
I mean, try to be as I can be
But be told, none of you nigga can't fuck with me, you understand that?
the motherfuckin' king, nigga
Come or high water, accept no substitution
Stay all the way through it
what a hater got to say
What I did, can undo
this shit with my bare hands, man
Bare witness to the
It's you
This is the Trap