Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Money

Uh, uh, uh
Ain' no hands in brook-lyn
auto futigued then the enemy
man you wanna see me locked up, shot up
moms crotched up over the casket bastard
cryin, my friends is lyin
i know who killed em' filled em with them lugers from rugers on they deserts
dyin' the shit but it's pleasant kinda quiet watch my niggas bring the riot

Came the heavens just to sing a song for you
To the rythym of my love for you, and now beating slow, and you know
this the end of the when i sing this slow song for you you
And was nothin but another gun for you
And I would hide it in my hopeless
I'm not afraid to go down the road where we go, i don't know, you can hear callin, don't you, when the angels call like

Chorus:

if you wanna stay you can goo
but since love don't live no more
the angels are so low, singing to you (don't you hear me callin you)
the one you love (cause i hear them callin me)
and the one you trust (now that time is almost through)
time is runnin out (there's nothin to do)
they're callin you
When the angels like (i answer)

2:
calling, for you, i will tell the now
let them back in to stone
i do, you, it's true
fire,
we ignore the angels
were warnings after all
it's cool, if i, you
the angel's call like

Chorus:

if you don't wanna you can goo
but since love don't live here no
the angels are flying so low, to you (don't you hear me callin you)
he's the one you love (cause i hear callin me)
and he's the one you trust (now time is almost through)
time is runnin out (there's left to do)
they're callin you
When the angels like (i answer)

Uh, uh, uh
Ain' no shook in brook-lyn
auto futigued then fitigue the
look man you see me locked up, shot up
moms crotched up over the screamin bastard
cryin, know my friends is
i know who killed em' em with them lugers from they rugers on they deserts
dyin' aint the shit but it's pleasant kinda quiet my niggas bring the riot