Luyện nghe bài hát Auction

God is all I fear, machine is all I hear
Where are you? up the mall, I buy the mall out there
the bomb, no fall out gear
No shelter, Helta
like Alka Seltzer
Look at me, king, melt ya
Bars and cars them the scrunchy face
Violate then find out how your taste
Got money to bungee, you don't this hate
Yo, I can throw it down and it come back up
You food, but you really want this plate
Slow down, Diddy, you're killing
Pictures on billboards, know bitches is feeling him
You still up like you helium
Cars like spaceships, thought it was aliens
This is Harlem, niggas that foreigns
Little homie with the left 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, flashy rings, all you
What you nigga, what 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

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

The tub filled is with
Coming to money, we Earl Jones it
King Joffery, James Brown, now me
Keep knowing they can't stop me
Wearing 40 belows, the coats
Lambo truck same as broccoli
Acting like Tyson when he was something
Bitch seen the money and came, I call that cumming
Ask what's a couple of mills, I say twenty
I'mma a on moving, I hear the drummer coming
like them Time Square lights the way I bubble something
Nights and ice for the Ruckers, I the summer's coming
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

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

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
Switch up the way that you
You can get it at the

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

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