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 this is?
The Carter II people, still 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 them like P.O.
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 wit that block shit
Wet your ass up, head to 'til your sock a drip

Don't slip, you fall and bust your ass
No snakes at the carter, tell the gardener cut the
I hear 'em but they talking under
throwing pebbles at a bulletproof glass

That's Cash Money, pie
We ain't runnin', we hide sayin' fuck the other side
Don't get on it, this the dailiest grind
put your heart on it and walk on it

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

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

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

crook, get your career took
I'm like a briezeer hook
cheer, camouflage gear, the hunter's here
Better play it by ear, you ain't but a deer

Around and this here is The Carter
it while it's hot out the pot to your mama
And Slim tell me ain't 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 'cause I shot 'em
And I gotta get 'em 'cause I already got 'em
Get 'em