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 fumble bitch
double that shit
Make a hundred right
It outta be illegal making money like
If it is that what says you can't tell

Imma have a for the arm and hammer
Before these niggas was even thinkin' Atlanta
Little nigga off Balton Road
a snubbed nose short like 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 life is off
Til them and Rick kept me in ducked off
Somewhere on
in the Lambo
Abracadabra magic we in Orlando
And where bitch go
And where her go
Turn around automatically mando
If her feet up hanging out her sandals
On mob shit like Marlon Brando
weed trappin' standing under the lamp post
For all a nigga ever done
Was come up on a bag around and get another one
Then how I up on a bunch of money
And a of motherfuckers tryna find a way to get it from me
the red tape proceed to rampage
Now a days these niggas be so fake
And I can't stand things are pretending
To you speak is so condensing
I say fuck that watch with diamonds in it
turn myself into a monument
Stimulate the
Buy a Royce and hold your horse
Niggas loud but got no voice
fall in line and leave no choice
And I ain't finna about that
And that's all a nigga really care to say about that

Dedicated to all the
We just
TIP
RAP
ATL to Raleigh North
But I was and raised in Snowy Hill 252 Green County all day yeah
Where I'm some niggas do die
Some women do everybody got 5
I never done street shit, just too fly
Get down, lay down, boy we're too
Hood divided I seen it live, 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
Potential than 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 I could legally drive
Return a kickass ride
Bustin' rhymes, I around, bustin' 9s
Y'all that y'all is wild
Tell ya they ain't gotta walk or run the mile
We ran the course so can stop
Tip 'em back the tip of I tip 'em over
He dead yeah yeah I 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
Care bout love, bout God
Carry the cross get carried away
Over character flaws mother fuckas they don't care us
Michael Jordan, Jackson, Mike Tyson I punch 'em out
Mother what happened here
TIP, RAP it
Mother fucka how the fuck you feelin' ah