Luyện nghe bài hát Bloody Money

New York get the bloody money, cash
Live who smoke weed, car seat stash
You walk, I'm hunchback, sneak quiet
Talk about me gossip, scared to death I pop up

I'm fouler than gats don't bust when they supposed to
Been around you, play close, but close to you
The setup was weak, you
I saw you corners, snake-type shit
Tie you up, seal your lip, wrist
Cowboy rope, choke your
Put the bogey out in your
Now your laced like ash tray face

with gat on my waist
Give the God space, shoot you up above waist
If I ain't got beef right or right there
Ice-grill stare, shoulda set it off right, it off right
CNN war report spread New York
Guard him Indian style, bent, militant
Yo, the world know Noreaga from
Beef me serious, keep it real, that's that
Get stabbed in your back, my man Cat

cousin from Jamaica, brown-skin thug
Thug blood, yo, we stuck in the game like it's a
My pops was a nigga, was on the streets too
Uncle been banned since '82
Back on the streets, a seven got brew
I see you, come see you, writing
(Writing scrolls)
To the of the fam, locked in holes

At age eight, money first, snatch purse
Go to church, yo, that's not me, mami, I'm
glamorous, diabolic, devilish, this game real, realer than you think
Just think, spots get rushed, knots get touched, busts
Yo, what happened? Police kicked door, yo, he was
Your wife, what? What? What? Dressed indecent
A hundred crackers, son, it's the one-ten

New York get the money, dirty cash
Live niggas who smoke weed, car seat
You monkey walk, I'm hunchback, sneak
Talk me gossip, scared to death when I pop up

Yo, zone, cabron, madicon
Bitches callin' me up, to set me up
Like and Gina, kid they from Medina
Emanuel, fish scale to sell
General, clique deep cartel
When niggas get locked, who you think they for bail?
Shorty mad smooth, son, I'm left struck
Pussy plus dick could only a fuck

Fatty bangin', she analyze, my hangin'
We waitin, conversatin', Satan
Illegal life, watch on bikes
Life in shame, they monkey wrenched the whole game
A stress day, watch the twelve "K"
I smoked shorty sipped chardonnay
I lay, lay back,
And I don't even drink like that, I crack

Yo, my gleam, type mean, sell to fiends
Shoot guns,
Pistal, bust
(Pistol)
Kid whatever, desert storm bad weather
together, keep gats under the leather
You lightweight, what? I'm heavyweight weight
Yo, it's jail niggas comin' home taking a
Yo, illegal business, them got dealt wit

Got smoked, God body cat, he sniff
Yo, he's old time, thinkin' 'bout drinkin' his
Regulatin' 9-9, get my crew out, shootout
Tactics, keep under the mattress
Player hater, my a bunch of regulator
Set you up, you won't it to the elevator
You never been to jail, I'm seen
seen, me in jail since thirteen, shooting up scenes

Real take cream

New York get the bloody money, cash
niggas who smoke weed, car seat stash
You monkey walk, I'm hunchback, sneak
Talk about me gossip, scared to death I pop up

New get the bloody money, dirty cash
Live niggas who smoke weed, car seat
You monkey walk, I'm hunchback, sneak
about me gossip, scared to death when I pop up