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 know this is?
Still The Carter II people, The Carter II people
Yeah, you still in The II people, hey yeah

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

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

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

Cash Money, honey pie
We ain't runnin', we don't hide sayin' the other side
get caught on it, this the dailiest grind
I'll put your heart on it and on it

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

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

know 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 much posin', got a cool killer

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

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

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