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?
The Carter II people, still The Carter II people
Yeah, you in The Carter II people, hey yeah

All I have in this world is a pistol and a
A full of dollars, a list full of problems
I'll them like P.O. Boxes
Yeah I'm 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 block
Wet your ass up, head to feet 'til your a drip

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

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

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

paper is better than no paper
Fast 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 with my on 'em
Nah, I ain't even in the school
I don't do too much posin', got a killer look

Career crook, get your career
I'm back like a briezeer
Bitch cheer, camouflage gear, the here
Better it by ear, you ain't nothing but a deer

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

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