Luyện nghe bài hát Gotta Get Over (takin Loot)

Shit, it ain't go me back, I gotta go all out to get mine
A tech nine come in handy for the next time
I'm frustrated, chumps are me mad
Don't seem to understand that I'm that bad
Too gold, too bold, too fly for to stop
The man to respect 'cause I'm ripping up
I gotta get the dough, gotta run the
I'm flipping a kilo, stash a million or so
Go for what you feel and deal wit
I'm dangerous, I come real wit this
And packing and strapping, it goes wit the rapping
By any means necessary, you can't get
I may come wit a smile but I've been known to get crazy
So you scheme, yo, I scheme too
And I've been out here and yes, seen you
I know your face, I know your name and all your kid
I've got mad connections, so do a bid
I the moves, I'm never faking
the loot is for the taking

The loot is for the

Mad murderer stalk in the night when you
Feelings of stone to the bone, I'm a
No regrets for doing I had to do
I was hard headed and yea, I am too
But you know I got under control
So you should slow your that's my advice to you bro
A street veteran, sometimes I'm as a juvenile
I'll beep your style, you can't fuck wit the golden
That's why you're riffing but you know you're just ass
You wanna maker, I'm a take ya
Or let the man command
I'll be ready to get you open, ain't no joking, I jam
So if you know who's really boss
try your game, lamb, and end up taking a big loss
If I get my way, you're history
To you, I'm a mystery, you never me
I came to the tapes and be out
I came to get what's due to me I got clout
I make the moves, I'm faking
'Cause the loot is for the

The loot is for the

I'm sinister, I'm selling no tickets here
Rolling correct to get my point across
Sights in the make me bitter
And I ain't taking no shit from no nigga
I swift, always looking for the money to make
I need the flow, I got a lot at stake
And I could never go out like a
So shut the hell up and put the in a big bag
Hand it over smooth
I need fat dough, I got things to do
I'm always on my job, ain't no time to be caught
And those outta line, pay a fine or get off
It's my to clock the duckets
Being broke, nah, I can't wit it
I'm making moves, never
'Cause the is for the taking

The loot is for the