Luyện nghe bài hát Auction

God is all I fear, money is all I hear
are you? Tearing up the mall, I buy the mall out there
It's the bomb, no fall out
No shelter, Skelta
Bubble like Seltzer
Look at me, king, melt ya
Bars and cars give the scrunchy face
Violate then out how your lung taste
Got money to bungee, you don't want hate
Yo, I can throw it down and it come back up
You food, but you don't really want this
Slow down, Diddy, killing them
Pictures on billboards, know them bitches is him
You still up like you helium
Cars like spaceships, niggas it was aliens
is Harlem, niggas that push foreigns
Little homie shoot the left like James Harden
Excuse me, money, to beg pardon
Jacuzzi in a Sprinter, models part in
Tell me the money is at and I'm departing

Welcome to the
We flows, riches glow, solid gold
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,
frames, drinks to pour, minks to the floor
Nigga, you know

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

The tub filled is with
Coming to America money, we Earl it
King Joffery, Brown, now watch me
going 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 twenty
a keep on moving, I hear the drummer coming
Bright like them Time lights the way I bubble something
and ice for the Ruckers, I know the summer's coming
Dyckman, parked, all the niggas just love the frontin'
I'm like, "fuck it nigga, then show something"
'Cause I'm shining like I can glow or
Throwing in the air, but I don't owe them nothing

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

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

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

to the auction
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, to the floor
you already know