Luyện nghe bài hát Careless

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,

Yeah, gold crown, top down as I cruise a bad ho
Yeah, I-9, Chicago
I got the and the pussy, but the money on my mind though
I got a line on the pack
A thangs on the scale, motherfucker, can you buy that?
She pop the and rewind that
And suck a dick as I get and listen to Do or Die rap
Freddie Kane, Corleone
I been off the band wit' the bowls of the
Nigga gettin' paid from the shit that I
Here, My Lord, wit' the pack when a nigga came
Told my nigga we be smokin' and chokin', rollin', all the same
Druggin' and thuggin', it's all a game
nigga 'bout to cash out
I need my rims on my cars when I pull bitches off the lot
Fuck the cops, cop the
And hoes be on my jock for my high
out watchin', but this pimpin' never stop
Ta-da-da, what you
And paper turn 'em out
What she know? 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, the way I came up
So don't no feelings
Girl, you playin' wit' the motherfuckin'
I'm a you that one more time

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 Coast
And I done around the world
But in Cali, they roll the dope
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' in the state pen
Fuckin' Frederico Soprano
Niggas actin' monkey, my clip, I got a
Rollin' with guerillas, these niggas don't want no
I just might go flippin', go back and forth them hammers
Nigga, we be smokin' and chokin', rollin', all the same
Druggin' and thuggin', it's all a game
clip on the K thing
I got a shotty in the motherfuckin' trunk, nigga, don't get
Fuck the cops, bodies
And these be on my block, roundabout, stop and watch
But this thuggin' never
Get that rock, what you
And these haters talk a lot, 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 don't to be so careless, baby, eh
One on my mind, it's the way I came up
So catch no feelings
Girl, you playin' wit' the realest
I'm a tell you one more time

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