Luyện nghe bài hát In God We Trust

See most of sucka ass niggas
wouldn't a week in my hood if you was broke
And wouldn't a day if you had money
I grown men cry, grown men die, for the love of that money
In God we trust!

My trigger finger itchin', Palms too
We in ghosts, playin' peek-a-boo
We went to war Sosa over a brick or two
So for a hundred ki's, think my clique could do
I'm talkin' clappin' toasts, bullets 'll hit your
hit his body he went in shock, no Pikachu

Niggas bout it they talkin' but really pick and choose
We on our strike, we ain't got shit to lose
All my niggas is felons, all you niggas is
Sold your to them people, they gon' get you to sell it
gon' get you to move it, they gon' get you a buick
They gon' get you a wire, like gon' use it
You gon' tell on brothers, what a lame homie
I got a bullet with name on it, and a full clip I autographed
Kids cryin' at the viewing, I it was upset

We done went to war with the realest, it out with the best
Talkin' high-end gorillas, banana make a mess
I seen young niggas cry, I seen niggas fold
I young niggas die because a young nigga told
For the of the money, for the love of the money
For the of the money, love of the money
Man, them young niggas hungry, for the love of the
I seen real niggas cry, I seen real hit
I seen real niggas die, cuz a nigga snitch
In God we

Lotta act Tony-like
Told them deez everything you heard but that's homie right
But he got lurkin' outside at your home tonight
They gon' hit the crib and the kids, oh that's Kony right
Oh that's Kony-like, bleed
Cuz he come out in 2060, Eve
First he went to prison he ain't get to leave
Feds pictures, niggas is rats, you should say cheese
Once a dude, shit the fire now
ever spit a rap but he got bars now
I'm talkin` fed time, yard up, down

Baby mama can't pay the bills, is hard now
How that make you feel, you pay them bills
MA spittin in them trays they make yo' meal
shittin' out them packs just to take them pills
And his baby brought em in, boy this shit is real

turn to Muslim, niggas turn to Christian
They gave him life, he appeal it, got him on a mission
His homies ain't learn, they still in the
They bullshit, that coka ain't swimmin'
It's coming up short, no on the fork
Niggas is cases, niggas is goin' to court
He slaved in the field, you the one on the porch
the gun in your hand, try and run with the man

We done to war with the realest, shot it out with the best
Talkin' high-end gorillas, clips make a mess
I seen young cry, I seen young niggas fold
I seen young niggas die a young nigga told
For the love of the money, for the of the money
For the love of the money, love of the
Man, them young niggas hungry, for the of the money
I seen niggas cry, I seen real niggas hit
I seen real niggas die, cause a real nigga
In God we

Hey look, Ima you like this
If you in nigga, stay in school
If you got a job nigga, at work
If you a family man, with your mofuckin' family nigga
Cause this shit ain't meant for dawg
Everybody talk that shit, until they get caught up in some real
And then they talkin' that shit

We done went to war with the realest, it out with the best
Talkin' high-end gorillas, clips make a mess
I young niggas cry, I seen young niggas fold
I seen young niggas die because a young nigga
For the of the money, for the love of the money
For the of the money, love of the money
Man, them young niggas hungry, for the love of the
I seen niggas cry, I seen real niggas hit
I seen real niggas die, 'cause a real snitch
In God we