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

All I have in world is a pistol and a promise
A fist of dollars, a list full of problems
I'll address them 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 block shit
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 'em but they talking under mass
Stop throwing pebbles at a 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 heart on it and on it

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

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

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

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

Around and this here 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 some dippin' sauce, I want the enchilada

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