Luyện nghe bài hát Hands Down

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

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

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

3]
Dad killed, petals, mom's missin'
95, brother born, cold
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
Couldn't let that shit my life dog