Luyện nghe bài hát Carter Ii

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

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

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

Don't slip, you might fall and bust ass
No snakes at the carter, tell the 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 hide sayin' fuck the other side
get caught on it, this the dailiest grind
I'll put your on it and walk on it

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

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

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

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

Around here and this is The Carter
Serve it while it's hot out the pot to mama
And Slim me ain't nobody hotter
But get your boy dippin' sauce, I want the whole enchilada

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