Luyện nghe bài hát Care To Say About It

Hack off in her IG, get up in her
something in it that'll humble that bitch
Get a 8 ball better not fumble bitch
double that shit
Make a hundred right
It be illegal making money like this
If it is that what everyone you can't tell

Imma a thing for the arm and hammer
Before these niggas was thinkin' about Atlanta
Bankhead nigga off Balton Road
With a snubbed nose like Muggsy Bogues
Don't try one can't 6 of us
you might get shot no fisticuffs (okay)
King in life
til my
Lights cut off and is fucked off
Til them and kept me in Miami ducked off
Somewhere on
in the Lambo
Abracadabra magic we in Orlando
And where bitch go
And where her go
Turn that around automatically
If her feet fucked up hanging out her
On that mob shit Marlon Brando
Smoking weed standing under the lamp post
For real all a nigga done
Was come up on a bag turn around and get one
how I came up on a bunch of money
And a of motherfuckers tryna find a way to get it from me
Avoid the red tape proceed to
Now a days these be so goddamn fake
And I can't stand that are pretending
To hear you speak is so
I say that watch with your diamonds in it
Tryna turn into a monument
the economy
Buy a Royce and hold your horse
Niggas talk but got no voice
Better fall in and leave no choice
And I finna play about that
And that's really all a nigga care to say about that

Dedicated to all the
We bustin'
TIP
RAP
ATL to North Carolina
But I was born and raised in Snowy Hill 252 Green County all day
I'm from some niggas do die
Some do bust everybody got 5
I never done street shit, just too fly
Get down, lay down, boy we're too
Hood divided I it live, seen the drugs, seen the love
All of it here for
Use to date a drug dealer in my past
Drink Boons Farm smoke to pass nights
bigger than a monument
Real nigga, look up to me
And my old whip, old shit, the 95
I use to 9 to 5 with in 99
I had a job fool I could legally drive
Return pushin' a ride
Bustin' rhymes, I around, bustin' 9s
Y'all doin' y'all is wild
Tell ya child they gotta walk or run the mile
We ran the course so can stop
Tip 'em back the tip of that I tip 'em
He dead yeah I know it
Mother fuckas should I'm Noah
Ha ha big boat uh
Look I could on water ah
I care to say I bout y'all
Care love, care bout God
Carry the don't get carried away
Over character flaws fuckas they don't care bout us
Michael Jordan, Michael Jackson, Mike Tyson I 'em out
fucka what happened here
TIP, RAP it
Mother fucka how the fuck you feelin' ah