Luyện nghe bài hát Be More Careful

The more I at her, the more I look it here
The streets are crazy like damn, I gots to be more careful
ugly out here mane

These out here talkin', these bitches ain't no good
I'm strapped up and I'm on one and it go wood
I'm 'round in my big thang, still up in my hood
I'm ridin' 'round with that big thang cause niggas ain't no

got to be, got to be, got to be more careful
I've got to be, got to be, go-got to be more
got to be, got to be, got to be more careful
I've got to be, got to be, go-got to be more

Like Scarface, who can I
Bonfire, only us
I'm outchea, I gotta it
Paper chasin', I grab it
talks, I don't talk about it
Take the loss, be a boss it
me slippin', I really doubt it
I don't my house without it
My masterpiece, bad it
Jealous nigga, old shit
about, cop more whips
And hustle hard, get more
I got to be careful, these niggas out here feds
I got to be more careful, go read what he
It changed out here and all my silent are gone
Somehow, somewhere, all the shit that wrong
I thought that it'd get to this
All niggas, all snitchin' in
If too hot to handle it
Then on out and I'm catchin' in

niggas out here talkin', these bitches ain't no good
I'm up and I'm on one and wishin' it go wood
I'm 'round in my big thang, still up in my hood
I'm ridin' 'round that big thang cause niggas ain't no good

got to be, got to be, got to be more careful
I've got to be, got to be, to be more careful
I've got to be, got to be, got to be careful
I've got to be, got to be, go-got to be careful

They slip outchea,
Got to be more
Never the crib, never leave my home
Without my street instrument, my
Blat! This I put aside
Polite on the sucker, leave his in his lap
I get it play the game of death, they play fair
Gotta pack up 30 dig and stay prepared
I got Girl Scout cookies and some Jackie
A badass with a short hair
Ali but, blowin' all up in my Ruprecon truck
Should I say G? is cheap
Skatin' the streets your tremendous ass be
My money tall but I don't play ball
all the pictures nick the paint off the wall
Wutchu Problem you havin' mane?
I'm the concierge, I can get you anything
My that pump, get my heart pumped, propane
I've always been a factor, I ain't gonna lame
Got a couple dummies that will wrap you like a mummy
Push you in the graveyard where dark, got Sunny
Do it for a but I ain't gotta give him money
you with the kid and they'll do anything for me

These niggas out here talkin', these bitches no good
I'm strapped up and I'm on one and wishin' it go
I'm ridin' 'round in my big thang, up in my hood
I'm ridin' 'round with that big thang cause niggas ain't no

I've got to be, got to be, got to be careful
I've got to be, got to be, go-got to be careful
I've got to be, got to be, got to be careful
I've got to be, got to be, go-got to be more