Luyện nghe bài hát Be More Careful

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

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 'round in my big thang, still up in my hood
I'm ridin' 'round with 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, go-got to be more
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 gotta it
Paper chasin', I gotta it
Money talks, I don't about it
Take the loss, be a about it
me slippin', I really doubt it
I don't my house without it
My masterpiece, bad it
Jealous nigga, that's old
Laugh about, cop more
And hustle hard, get more
I got to be more careful, these niggas out here
I got to be more careful, go read what he
It changed out here and all my silent niggas are
Somehow, somewhere, all the shit went 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', these bitches no good
I'm strapped up and I'm on one and it go wood
I'm ridin' in my big thang, still 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 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

They slip outchea,
Got to be more
Never the crib, never leave my home
my street instrument, my baritone
Blat! This I put aside
Polite on the sucker, his face in his lap
I get it the game of death, they don't play fair
Gotta up 30 dig and always stay prepared
I got Girl Scout cookies and some Jackie
A badass bitch with a short
Tatiana Ali but, blowin' all up in my truck
Should I say G? Talk is
Skatin' through the your tremendous ass be
My kinda tall but I don't play ball
all the pictures nick the paint off the wall
Wutchu Problem you havin' mane?
I'm like the concierge, I can get you
My heart that pump, get my pumped, propane
I've always been a factor, I never gonna lame
Got a couple crash dummies will wrap you like a mummy
Push you in the graveyard where it's dark, got
Do it for a friend but I gotta give him money
Slap you with the kid and they'll do for me

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