Luyện nghe bài hát Care To Say About It

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

Imma have a thing for the arm and
Before niggas was even thinkin' about Atlanta
Little Bankhead nigga off Road
With a snubbed nose short Muggsy Bogues
Don't try one can't 6 of us
Plus you get shot no fisticuffs (okay)
in real life
til my
Lights cut off and is fucked off
Til them and Rick kept me in Miami off
Somewhere on
in the Lambo
Abracadabra magic like we in
And your bitch go
And her pants go
Turn that automatically mando
If her fucked up hanging out her sandals
On that mob like Marlon Brando
Smoking weed standing under the lamp post
For real all a nigga ever
Was come up on a bag around and get another one
Then how I came up on a bunch of
And a bunch of motherfuckers find a way to get it from me
Avoid the red proceed to rampage
Now a days niggas be so goddamn fake
And I can't things that are pretending
To hear you is so condensing
I say fuck that with your diamonds in it
Tryna turn myself a monument
the economy
Buy a Rolls Royce and hold your
Niggas talk but got no voice
Better fall in and leave no choice
And I ain't finna about that
And that's really all a really care to say about that

Dedicated to all the
We just
TIP
RAP
ATL to North Carolina
But I was born and raised in Snowy Hill 252 County all day yeah
I'm from some niggas do die
Some women do everybody got 5
I ain't done street shit, just too fly
Get down, lay down, boy too high
Hood divided I seen it live, seen the drugs, the love
All of it here for
Use to date a drug in my past life
Drink Boons Farm smoke just to pass
Potential bigger a monument
Real nigga, up to me honestly
And my old whip, old shit, the 95
I use to 9 to 5 back in 99
I had a real job fool I could legally
Return pushin' a ride
rhymes, I bust around, bustin' 9s
Y'all doin' that y'all is
Tell ya child they ain't walk or run the mile
We ran the so y'all can stop
Tip 'em back the tip of that I tip 'em
He dead yeah I know it
Mother fuckas know I'm Noah
Ha ha big boat uh
Look I could walk on ah
I to say I care bout y'all
bout love, care bout God
Carry the cross get carried away
Over character flaws mother fuckas don't care bout us
Michael Jordan, Michael Jackson, Mike Tyson I 'em out
Mother fucka what happened
TIP, RAP it
fucka back how the fuck you feelin' ah