Luyện nghe bài hát Carter Ii

So you it this far, heh, we upstairs, I let you up here
You special, Marley, shoot, you know what this is?
Still The II people, still The Carter II people
Yeah, you in The Carter II people, hey yeah

All I have in world is a pistol and a promise
A fist full of dollars, a full of problems
I'll them like P.O. Boxes
Yeah I'm New Orleans, the Creole cockpit

We so out of it, tolerance
gumbo, I'll serve 'em a pot of it
I'm wealthy, fuckin' wit that block shit
Wet your ass up, head to feet 'til sock a drip

Don't slip, you fall and bust your ass
No snakes at the carter, tell the cut the grass
I 'em but they talking under mass
Stop throwing pebbles at a glass

That's Cash Money, pie
We ain't runnin', we hide sayin' fuck the other side
Don't get caught on it, the dailiest grind
I'll put your heart on it and on it

The chalks only for the art
How they trace ya after I ya
Look around, we at war and you in preparation
I'm riding for reparations, no patience

Slow is better than no paper
Fast money don't last too long, you pace it
You know that paper
If you got it a caper, you gotta blow that paper

Gotta that photo phobia, no Kodak moments
Feds with my pictures on 'em
Nah, I ain't even in the school
I don't do too posin', got a cool killer look

crook, get your career took
I'm back like a hook
Bitch cheer, gear, the hunter's here
Better play it by ear, you ain't nothing but a

Around here and this here is The
it while it's hot out the pot to your mama
And Slim tell me nobody hotter
But get your boy some dippin' sauce, I want the enchilada

I got 'em by the collar, watch me 'em
On the at the bottom
You gotta shoot 'em 'cause I already shot 'em
And I ain't gotta get 'em I already got 'em
Get 'em