Luyện nghe bài hát Auction

God is all I fear, money machine is all I
Where are you? up the mall, I buy the mall out there
It's the bomb, no out gear
No shelter, Skelta
Bubble like Alka
Look at me, king, I'll ya
Bars and cars give them the 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 this plate
Slow down, Diddy, you're them
Pictures on billboards, them bitches is feeling him
You still blowing up like you
Cars like spaceships, niggas it was aliens
is Harlem, niggas that push foreigns
Little homie shoot with the like James Harden
me, money, never to beg pardon
Jacuzzi in a Sprinter, models part in
me where the money is at and I'm departing

Welcome to the
We selling flows, riches glow, gold
Big chains froze, rings, all you need
What you want nigga, you see
Nigga, to the auction, we got it all
ball, fortune fame, riches, cars
Vintage frames, drinks to pour, minks to the
Nigga, you already

I'm chosen, like Beethoven
out golden anytime I compose it
Watch gruesome, chain

The tub is with roses
Coming to America money, we Earl it
King Joffery, Brown, now watch me
Keep going they can't stop me
Wearing 40 belows, the coats
Lambo truck same as broccoli
Acting Tyson when he was twenty something
Bitch seen the and came, I call that money cumming
Ask a couple of mills, I say twenty something
I'mma a keep on moving, I hear the drummer
Bright like them Square lights the way I bubble something
Nights and ice for the Ruckers, I know the summer's
Dyckman, double parked, all the niggas just love the
I'm like, "fuck it nigga, show them something"
'Cause I'm shining I can glow or something
Throwing money in the air, but I owe them nothing

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

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

All that rapping and jaw yapping
Nigga, shut the fuck up and God happen
Come rain, sleet, or hail, no sales
Crib on the island, gotta sail to the box
Still send mails to my in the jail spot
Roll a big L, Big, and let a shell pop
Bodyguards wifey to the nail shop
So you can get popped and she won't her Chanel box
Get on my city, nigga, ride, eastside bang
Sheeeze, I came so far, GS Lex to G5
At least I've
You say crazy good, we not sane
That's the I've tamed
These shots came b y frame, for no
Somebody gotta be this
When you got this much God somebody gotta be
gotta be feeling like it's prophecy filling in
We gotta be boss, somebody gotta be 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

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