Luyện nghe bài hát Hands Down

1]
Hands down, me and my gettin' bread now, yea now
Basquiat paintings on my
Shrimp and champagne is I order
God them angels and they saved me
Sole, Shots fired off safety
Pockets golden, they finna me
The realest in it, Lord me and my homies
These niggas love me, your spoil me
I'm nothing like other girls, they corny
Ya'll be shootin' but don't be
We be shootin', yea we be
Ain't gone and 'em who fuckin' run it
marathons around all these dummies
I'm at the top, don't no comp
All these sacrifices have me lookin'
say I'm ugly
But don't know me
I'm goin' crazy I really came from nothin'

And I say, Hands me and my niggas gettin' bread now
now, walkin' with my head out, with my hair down
Haters talk we gone lay 'em down
Killin' everything we see, no time to play

2]
Protecting my people, all weapons are lethal
In the grindin', tryna ice out my Jesus
Feel this shit in my soul, feel it all through them
Hey yo, my heart turned cold, I can see through you people
I be turnin' down features, I'm bout to up my prices
All my verses millions but I'm taking 10 thousand
They to eat, I'll (?) 'em
They want beef? I'll surprise
Cause been cooking all this shit
Now time to eat and righteous

3]
Dad killed, rose petals, missin'
95, born, cold winter
Shit crazy, all these women and all these
Supposedly I got new brothers and new
to myself, I was the oddball
Hoop dreams, I had the like hot sauce
But shy was my downfall
let that shit control my life dog