Luyện nghe bài hát Fast Money

I got the sweetest heist, million in cash, 3 in ice
Who can I trust? Cuban'll bust plus? thief the night?
the plan
(Plan)
We nab the man, a camcorder

Grab his fam, and run the on his granddaughter
Nah chill, that's too ill, for real I'd rather somethin'
Here's the deal, we his grill, and drill fuck him
Oral torture, no doubt, the shit is

In two tops he's guaranteed to cap and give up all the morsels
It's settled, blitt up, put on your metal, on the pedal
We got a hour before the plan sours like Amaretto
Far the ghetto, a rebel of chance, the devil in pants

Out for the fast cash, level
Takin' a chance, I've got one my hundred shot
Tommy my judge jury and Johnny Cochran

on the stash, first we get the cash
For the fast money, I smash a niggaz shit like a dummy
Ask money where the safe, anybody move gettin'
Look at my face and shoot the place

Aiyyo the thickens, I'm pickin' the locks in the back entrance
Payin' attention, not tryin' to get and catch a fat sentence
Not to mention kids is mafioso with lots of dough so
They got poco lock with the down to rock Morocco hold

Their system's linear laser protection
No sweat, I brought the miniature for reflectin'
Inspectin' the vault, for weapons assault, second of
It's poisonous rays, and baked in Epsom salt

Rep in New York is the cat burglar, the fat
Slippin' the clip in the Mac,
your pockets, droppin' your stock to zero profit
Holding heroes hostage and for ransom like DeNiro mob flicks

Back to the top again, the grand prize
The flies open, the shining was blinding my eyes
I cracked the code, enough ice to make you laugh at
the dough to Cuban started movin' for the back real slow

That's when I the sirens hopin' that my ears was lyin'
we was dyin' when I saw the guard we tortured cryin'
Pointing at the building screamin', "I can see them, em"

Snipers was but couldn't, there's too many civilians
Still inside nowhere to hide to run
Cuban said, "Fuck it, we die, we die our guns"

on the stash, first we get the cash
For the fast money, I a niggaz shit like a crash dummy
Ask where the safe, anybody move gettin' laced
Look at my face and I'ma shoot the

on the stash, first we get the cash
For the fast money, I smash a niggaz shit a crash dummy
Ask where the safe, anybody move gettin' laced
Look at my face and shoot the place

Aiyyo it's to pay, and I ain't trying to give my shine away
Let's show these how much we give a fuck about a brighter day
I the Eagle, Cuban drew the Glock it was diesel
Said, "See you in hell, coppers" and started poppin' it was legal

We need a plan, if we can it to the van
Missile launchers there with the grenade pistol I bought Uncle Dan
Me and my man are runnin' out of ammo, I got about a
Of Rhino's and two Rambles strapped to my ankles

I trampled one of the bodies, I grabbed the steel
Threw the bitch over my shoulder and her butt as a shield
I filled the clip with the little bit of remaining
Cuban said, "Move fat ass faster motherfucker they gaining"

I gave him the case, told him, "Go save yourself
Blaze a L in my memory, tell the I gave 'em hell"
For real, when I heard the tires screechin'
Peeped and it was Joe the God with twenty Squad niggaz reachin'