Luyện nghe bài hát In God We Trust

See most of y'all ass niggas
wouldn't last a in my hood if you was broke
And last 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 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 ki's, think what my clique could do
I'm talkin' toasts, bullets 'll hit your roof
hit his body he went in shock, no Pikachu

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

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

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

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

Niggas turn to Muslim, niggas to Christian
gave him life, he try'n appeal it, got him on a mission
His homies ain't learn, they in the kitchen
They firin' bullshit, that ain't swimmin'
It's coming up short, no food on the
Niggas is catchin' cases, niggas is goin' to
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' gorillas, banana clips make a mess
I seen young niggas cry, I seen young niggas
I seen niggas 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 seen real niggas cry, I seen niggas hit
I seen real die, cause a real nigga snitch
In God we

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

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