Luyện nghe bài hát Millions

You know what happen G.O.O.D. Music and MMG get together, right?
We get that

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Millions in the ceiling
choppas in the closet
Choppas in the closet
Choppas in the closet
Choppas in the closet

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Choppas in the closet
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This that shit that wanted
This cook up hard, don't it?
Y'all beg my pardon on it
But this shit sound like God it?
Yuugh, I'm tired, nigga and y'all gotta pay tithes, nigga
Call my Phantom the holy ghost, on chrome wheel tires, nigga
Pop tags when I'm paranoid, cause the pawn shop was my
I was dead pop that powder came for that knot saved in that shoe box
Blue tops, blue tops, bad bitch in that fox
big face is in Blu-ray and these black diamonds like boondocks
I restore the of when niggas made a killin'
Hidin' choppas in the closet, half a in the ceiling
And them hoes with angel faces, cryin' loud ill intentions
Just so I can buy Christians, have 'em shittin' on all they bitches, ah!

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Millions in the ceiling
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Millions millions in the
Choppas in the closet
Choppas choppas in the
Choppas in the closet
Choppas in the closet

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Choppas in the closet
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Choppas in the closet

I'm by horror stories, wanna-be home owners
Horrible outcome, a dope boy got one
Cries when he convicted, cried on every
I'm cryin' sayin' his name, for all my niggas
Used to fiddle my finger 'til I me a fortune
Finger fuck a Ferrari, south of France morning
Did with Donatella, Versace my A Capella
Never see me in Neiman's, committin' treason
Soft preferred, frost, organic herb
Stay away from the Forbes, if I could tell you more
I got I got that, I got that I got this
Got a kilo for 20, my choppas say I'm the

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Millions in the ceiling
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Millions in the ceiling
choppas in the closet
Choppas in the closet
Choppas choppas in the
choppas in the closet

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This that shit ask for
Make a nigga on the gas, floor
Two-door, four-door, roll through the hood like task
Fast forward--oops! They say they see proof
My record sales ain't much as theirs and we still ride the same
How we still fuck the same hoes, why we still buy the clothes
How we both got the same watch, I'm just y'all on y'all toes
Dope boys, mine, that price drop and that coke rise
Then set it over that flame then hang it dry like clothesline
I restore the of when niggas made a killin'
Hidin' choppas in the closet, half a in the ceiling
Got the razor on the counter, Arm & Hammer in the
Just to keep my in Christians and keep fuckin' all y'all bitches

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Millions in the ceiling
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Millions in the ceiling
choppas in the closet
Choppas in the closet
Choppas in the closet
Choppas in the closet

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Millions millions in the
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Choppas choppas in the
Choppas choppas in the
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This that that ya'll wanted
shit sound like God don't it

This shit that ya'll wanted
This shit sound like God it

This that shit that wanted
This shit sound like God it

This that that ya'll wanted
This sound like God don't it