Luyện nghe bài hát Careless

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,

Yeah, gold crown, top down as I with a bad ho
Yeah, I-9, Chicago
I got the weed and the pussy, but the money on my mind
I got a line on the flat
A hundred on the scale, motherfucker, can you buy that?
She pop the pussy and that
And suck a as I get twisted and listen to Do or Die rap
Freddie Kane, Corleone
I been off the band the bowls of the strong
Nigga gettin' paid the shit that I record
Here, My Lord, wit' the pack when a nigga home
Told my we be smokin' and chokin', rollin', it's all the same
and still thuggin', it's all a game
Real 'bout to cash out
I need my on my cars when I pull them bitches off the lot
the cops, cop the drop
And these be on my jock for my high
Cops out watchin', but this pimpin' stop
Ta-da-da, you totin'?
And paper turn 'em out
What she Ain't no doubt

God I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot
And hoes, I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot
hoes, I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot
And she I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot
God I got a

And I mean to be so careless, baby, eh
One thing on my mind, it's the way I up
So don't catch no
Girl, you playin' wit' the realest
I'm a tell you that one more

I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot
And hoes, I got a lot, got a lot, got a lot
hoes, I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot
And she I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot
God I got a

Yeah, gold crown, top down as I with a bad ho
Yeah, I-5, on the West
And I done around the world
But in Cali, they roll the best
Bitches and trees, I'm on when I came here
was up north, I pushed to the yay then
Shout-out my niggas, I got a ton the weight in
Feed my thugs, I'm pullin' dubs in the pen
with Frederico Soprano
Niggas actin' monkey, my clip, I got a
Rollin' with guerillas, these niggas don't want no
I just go flippin', go back and forth with them hammers
Nigga, we be smokin' and chokin', rollin', all the same
Druggin' and still thuggin', it's all a
Full clip on the K
I got a shotty in the motherfuckin' trunk, nigga, get popped
the cops, bodies drop
And these feds be on my block, roundabout, stop and
But this thuggin' stop
Get that rock, what you
And these talk a lot, ain't gon' pop a hundred shots

God I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot
And you I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot
And hoes, I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot
hoes, I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot
God I got a

And I mean to be so careless, baby, eh
One thing on my mind, the way I came up
So don't no feelings
Girl, you playin' wit' the motherfuckin'
I'm a tell you that one more

I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot
hoes, I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot
And hoes, I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot
And she I got a lot, I got a lot, I got a lot
God I got a