Luyện nghe bài hát I Can Not

Five bands up out the cage, no cut walking out the court
the judge, we got shit you could snort
I you take back everything that you bought
If you was my cellmate, shit we would've
Yeah I got felonies, yeah I was sellin'
Black told me that shit up with a fork
This money comin', what the fuck is you me?
Now I'm shoppin' out Beverly Hills
I got pills, me what is you sellin' me?
I know you make up jealousy
I'm just chillin' felons be
I'm cookies and celery
Only wit I know going to hell with me
Burn in that fire for all we done
Only keep all in my blunt
I got some and y'all could get one
I got some hoes, if I they gon' come
We up in the mansion, we all the slums
I had a I was talkin' to Pun
I told him I just had a talk his son
I told him his was part of the sum
My man just called me, he got caught a gun
Pray to God, ain't no on it
Tried to sell it, nobody want it
See a corner, ain't on it
I can make it by the mornin'
Tres, nickels, dimes, and them
check the line for informants
You ain't even signed, you
Talkin' to the since they caught him
When said that time you was talkin'
Better off residin' in a

I just cannot see me callin' you bitches no more I got to make
(I see it)
I was just trappin' before I was rappin', my was workin' my case (Facts)
I can not trust all them watches you coppin', chains you got on that look fake
(Bang bang)
I had a talk with your wife in the club and she told me she want a taste
(Ahh!)
I just cannot see me you bitches no more I got money to make
(I see it)
I was just trappin' before I was rappin', my was workin' my case (Trappin')
I can not trust all them watches you coppin', that you got on that look fake
(Can't it)
I had a talk with your wife in the club and she told me she want a taste
(Ahh!)

Listen, I been Rose so long,
So year I'll do nothin' but Ace (Ace)
BIG died, Harlem World dropped,
I I listen to nothin' but Ma$e (Murder)
talk behind my back all the time
But say nothin' up to my face (Never)
I jump out the Wraith the homie
These they jump out the face of the Rollie
She textin' my phone like she naked and
And I ain't got time, got a in the mornin'
I'm high off some shit, I don't know they call it
They gave me a number but I'm callin' it
And we make a anywhere that we walkin'
Anyway we livin' the shit you talkin' it
Better pay attention who you talkin' with
I told LV I stop til we all get rich
Hoppin' in something I'm good with my
You got it, you ain't got it, no bargainin'
the number, guarantee she gon' call again
Heads turn around when we walkin' in
Money comin', I could ball like a
I got it, if you need it, I'll order it
designer shit, I wasn't affordin' it
Public housing, them cameras recordin' shit
I don't a fuck as long as my daughter rich
Catch you in the store, the whole corner lit
Early morning in the lobby we
I think AI was a Hoya
That's back when I couldn't the rent
Life is a bitch, so enjoy it
at my neck you wonder where that water went
Money to get and I swear I all of it

I just cannot see me callin' you bitches no more I got money to
(I see it)
I was trappin' before I was rappin', my lawyer was workin' my case (Facts)
I can not trust all them watches you coppin', that chains you got on look fake
(Bang bang)
I had a talk with wife in the club and she told me she just want a taste
(Ahh!)
I just cannot see me callin' you bitches no more I got to make
(I see it)
I was trappin' before I was rappin', my lawyer was workin' my case (Trappin')
I can not trust all them watches you coppin', chains you got on that look fake
(Can't it)
I had a talk your wife in the club and she told me she just want a taste
(Ahh!)