Luyện nghe bài hát High Definition

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I can talk about the bodies, I tell you 'bout the killin'
Duct taping niggas in the name of dealin'
Big body while the b!tch niggas starve
Turtleneck Mercedes blowin' up out the top
Time to talk about the money, I can you 'bout a profit
Ocean front spot moving out the projects
on my neck call it the ghetto's guillotine
F-ckin' with them jewelers nigga lit up a screen, HD
at me ballin' I'm talkin' high definition
F-ckin' up six digits, boy that's just my
Niggas get murked but I'm just minding my business
Bought three Range dolo, so f-ck Expedition
On the road to the riches until I'm in full
And the is my witness, I got AK to pull
These niggas of shit, my niggas moving bricks
I could front you fifty, but you gotta move 'em quick, my moolah

Went and got me a to put it right in ya face
Better blow out your brains before you me a case
Got the forty by my d!ck I keep on on the hammer
When talkin' slick I double back with that banana
definition I'm stacking money to the ceilin'
F-ck my whole
Look here, it's time to a killin'
Got a hundred silent and they feigning for a million
High definition b!tches, my life a motion

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I could talk about the b!tches, I could tell you the bricks
Pull up in the I could pop up in the six
Helicopter I can sit it on the club
of the propeller had my young b!tch busting nuts
Niggas wanna jokes just to get close to me
Hope you know that I'm strapped I supposed to be
Put a number on your helmet like it's Notre
5 grand'll get you whacked, won't even know name
Road to the riches until I'm paid in
And the Lord is my witness we making moves
God forgives and I don't, I got it tatted in my
I'm going straight to hell if ballin' is a sin
Crucifix on my neck I pray it melt
Pacquiao purse, boy I another belt
Take a seat, I'm in this art of war
Rest in peace to the p-ssies, it's time to some more

Went and got me a choppa to put it in ya face
Better out your brains before you give me a case
Got the by my d!ck I keep on pissin' on the hammer
When they talkin' slick I back with that banana
High definition I'm stacking to the ceilin'
F-ck my feelings
Look here, time to make a killin'
Got a hundred silent niggas and they feigning for a
High definition b!tches, my a motion picture