Luyện nghe bài hát Be More Careful

The more I look at her, the more I it here
The streets are kinda crazy like damn, I 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 wishin' it go
I'm ridin' 'round in my big thang, up in my hood
I'm ridin' 'round that big thang cause niggas ain't no good

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
got to be, got to be, go-got to be more careful

Like Scarface, who can I
Bonfire, only us
I'm outchea, I have it
chasin', I gotta grab it
Money talks, I don't talk it
the loss, be a boss about it
Catch me slippin', I doubt it
I don't leave my house it
My masterpiece, bad it
Jealous nigga, that's old
about, cop more whips
And hard, get more chips
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 niggas are gone
Somehow, somewhere, all the shit that wrong
I thought that it'd get to this
All niggas, all snitchin' in
If it's too hot to it
Then stay on out and I'm in

These niggas out here talkin', bitches ain't no good
I'm strapped up and I'm on one and wishin' it go
I'm 'round in my big thang, still up in my hood
I'm ridin' with 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 more
I've got to be, got to be, to be more careful

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

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

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