Luyện nghe bài hát In God We Trust

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

My trigger itchin', Palms itchin' too
We back-to-back in ghosts, peek-a-boo
We went to war with Sosa a brick or two
So for a hundred ki's, what my clique could do
I'm talkin' toasts, bullets 'll hit your roof
They hit his body he went in shock, no

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

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

niggas act Tony-like
Told them deez you heard but that's your homie right
But he got killers lurkin' at your home tonight
They gon' hit the crib and kill the kids, oh that's right
Oh that's Kony-like, everybody
Cuz he come out in 2060, Eve
First time he went to he ain't get to leave
Feds takin' pictures, is rats, you should say cheese
a local dude, shit the fire now
Never ever spit a rap but he got now
I'm talkin` fed time, yard up, yard

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

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

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

Hey look, Ima tell you like
If you in school nigga, stay in
If you got a job nigga, stay at
If you a family man, stay your mofuckin' family nigga
Cause this shit meant for everybody dawg
Everybody talk that shit, until they get caught up in some shit
And then they talkin' that shit

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