Luyện nghe bài hát Fast Money

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

his fam, and run the train on his granddaughter
Nah chill, that's too ill, for real I'd rather somethin'
the deal, we shatter 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 metal, foot on the pedal
We got a half before the plan sours like Amaretto
Far the ghetto, a rebel of chance, the devil in pants

Out for the fast cash, advance
a chance, I've only got one my hundred shot
Tommy shotguns my jury and Johnny Cochran

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

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

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

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

to the top again, hand the grand prize
The safe flies open, the shining was blinding my
I cracked the code, enough ice to make you at gold
Passed the dough to Cuban started movin' for the back slow

That's when I heard the sirens hopin' that my was lyin'
Knew we was 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 nowhere to hide nowhere to run
Cuban said, "Fuck it, we die, we die our guns"

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

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

Aiyyo it's time to pay, and I trying to give my shine away
Let's show these pigs how we give a fuck about a brighter day
I cocked the Eagle, Cuban drew the it was diesel
Said, "See you in hell, coppers" and poppin' like it was legal

We a plan, if we can make it to the van
Missile launchers there the grenade pistol I bought from Uncle Dan
Me and my man are out of ammo, I got about a handful
Of Black and two Rambles strapped to my ankles

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

I gave him the case, him, "Go ahead save yourself
a L in my memory, tell the family I gave 'em hell"
For real, that's I heard the tires screechin'
Peeped and it was Joe the God twenty Terror Squad niggaz reachin'