Luyện nghe bài hát Be More Careful

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

These niggas out 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 'round with 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 more
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

Scarface, who can I trust?
Bonfire, only us
I'm outchea, I gotta it
Paper chasin', I grab it
Money talks, I don't about it
Take the loss, be a about it
Catch me slippin', I really it
I don't leave my house it
My masterpiece, bad it
Jealous nigga, old shit
Laugh about, cop whips
And hard, get more chips
I got to be more careful, these niggas out here
I got to be more careful, go what he said
It changed out here and all my niggas are gone
Somehow, somewhere, all the shit that wrong
I never thought it'd get to this
All these niggas, all in
If too hot to handle it
Then on out and I'm catchin' in

These niggas out here talkin', bitches ain't 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 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
got to be, got to be, got to be more careful
I've got to be, got to be, go-got to be careful

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

niggas 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, still up in my
I'm ridin' 'round with 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, to be more careful
got to be, got to be, got to be more careful
I've got to be, got to be, go-got to be careful