Luyện nghe bài hát Carter Ii

So you made it this far, heh, we upstairs, I let you up
You special, Marley, don't shoot, you know what is?
Still The Carter II people, still The Carter II
Yeah, you still in The II people, hey yeah

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

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

slip, you might fall and bust your ass
No snakes at the carter, the gardener cut the grass
I hear 'em but they under mass
Stop pebbles at a bulletproof glass

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

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

Slow paper is better no paper
Fast money last too long, you gotta pace it
You know that paper
If you got it from a caper, you gotta blow that

know that photo phobia, no Kodak moments
Feds walls my pictures on 'em
Nah, I even in the school yearbook
I do too much posin', got a cool killer look

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

Around here and here is The Carter
Serve it while it's hot out the pot to your
And Slim tell me ain't hotter
But get your boy some dippin' sauce, I the whole enchilada

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