Luyện nghe bài hát Bloody Money

New York get the bloody money, dirty
Live niggas who 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 that don't when they supposed to
Been around you, play close, but wasn't to you
The setup was weak, you
I saw you cuttin' corners, shit
Tie you up, your lip, wrist bleeding
rope, choke your throat
Put the out in your face
Now your face laced like ash face

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

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

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

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

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

Fatty bangin', she analyze, my hangin'
We waitin, conversatin', Satan
Illegal life, watch police on
Life still in shame, they monkey 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 sell

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

Got smoked, God body cat, he coke
Yo, he's old time, thinkin' 'bout his wine
Regulatin' 9-9, get my out, survive 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 to jail, I'm jail seen
seen, me in jail since thirteen, shooting up scenes

Real take cream

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

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