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 that
In God we trust!

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

Niggas ain't bout it talkin' but really pick and choose
We on our strike, we ain't got shit to lose
All my niggas is felons, all you is tellin'
your soul to them people, they gon' get you to sell it
They gon' get you to it, they gon' get you a buick
gon' 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 full clip I
Kids cryin' at the viewing, I it was upset

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

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

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

Niggas turn to Muslim, niggas to Christian
They gave him life, he try'n it, got him on a mission
His homies 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 to court
He slaved in the field, you the one on the porch
With the gun in hand, try and run with the man

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

Hey look, Ima tell you like
If you in school nigga, stay in
If you got a job nigga, at work
If you a man, stay with your mofuckin' family nigga
Cause this shit ain't meant for dawg
Everybody talk that shit, they get caught up in some real shit
And they start 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 young niggas
I seen young niggas die because a nigga told
For the love of the money, for the love of the
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 real nigga
In God we