Luyện nghe bài hát Auction

God is all I fear, machine is all I hear
Where are Tearing up the mall, I buy the mall out there
It's the bomb, no fall out
No shelter, Skelta
Bubble Alka Seltzer
at me, king, I'll melt ya
Bars and cars give them the face
Violate then find out how your lung
Got money to bungee, you don't this hate
Yo, I can throw it down and watch it come up
You food, but you really want this plate
Slow down, Diddy, you're killing
on billboards, know 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 part in
Tell me the money is at and I'm departing

Welcome to the
We selling flows, riches glow, gold
Big chains froze, flashy rings, all you
you want 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 already

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

The tub is with roses
to America money, we Earl Jones it
King Joffery, Brown, now watch me
Keep going knowing can't stop me
Wearing 40 belows, the Rocky
Lambo truck color as broccoli
Acting like Tyson when he was twenty
Bitch seen the money and came, I call that money
Ask what's a couple of mills, I say twenty
I'mma a keep on moving, I hear the drummer
Bright like them Time Square the way I bubble something
Nights and ice for the Ruckers, I the summer's coming
Dyckman, double parked, all the just love the frontin'
I'm like, "fuck it nigga, then them something"
'Cause I'm shining like I can glow or
Throwing money in the air, but I 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
welcome to the auction, we got it all
Soul ball, 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 on a roadster
Let me you how you talking
Switch up the way that you
You can get it at the

All facade rapping and jaw yapping
Nigga, the fuck up and watch God happen
rain, sleet, or hail, no sales stop
Crib on the island, 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 popped and she drop her Chanel box
Get on my city, nigga, ride, eastside bang
Sheeeze, I so far, GS Lex to G5 planes
At least I've
You say it's crazy good, we not
That's the I've tamed
These shots b y frame, for no reason
Somebody gotta be filming
you got this much God somebody gotta be villainess
Somebody gotta be feeling it's prophecy filling in
We gotta be boss, somebody be middle men
When you do it this big somebody gotta it
it's like the lottery picked us
And you ain't who you depicted in a lot of these

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