Luyện nghe bài hát Auction

God is all I fear, money machine is all I
Where are Tearing up the mall, I buy the mall out there
the bomb, no fall out gear
No shelter, Skelta
Bubble like Seltzer
Look at me, king, melt ya
Bars and cars them the scrunchy face
Violate then find out how lung taste
Got money to bungee, you don't want hate
Yo, I can throw it and watch it come back up
You food, but you don't really this plate
down, Diddy, you're killing them
Pictures on billboards, them bitches is feeling him
You still blowing up like you
Cars spaceships, niggas thought it was aliens
This is Harlem, niggas that foreigns
Little homie shoot with the left like Harden
Excuse me, money, to beg pardon
Jacuzzi in a Sprinter, models take in
me where the money is at and I'm departing

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

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

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

Welcome to the
We flows, riches glow solid gold
Big froze, flashy rings, all you need
What you nigga, what you see
Nigga to the auction, we got it all
Soul ball, fame, riches, cars
Vintage frames, drinks to pour, to the floor
Nigga you know

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

All that facade rapping and jaw
Nigga, shut the fuck up and watch God
Come rain, sleet, or hail, no stop
Crib on the island, gotta sail to the box
Still send mails to my homie in the jail
a big L, bump Big, and let a shell pop
Bodyguards wifey to the nail shop
So you can get popped and she won't drop her box
Get on my city, nigga, ride, eastside bang
Sheeeze, I so far, GS Lex to G5 planes
At I've trained
You say it's crazy good, we not
That's the I've tamed
These came b y frame, for no reason
Somebody gotta be this
When you got much God somebody gotta be villainess
Somebody gotta be feeling like prophecy filling in
We gotta be boss, somebody be middle men
When you do it big somebody gotta belittle it
it's like the lottery picked us
And you who you depicted in a lot of these pictures

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