Luyện nghe bài hát In God We Trust

See most of sucka ass niggas
wouldn't last a week in my 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 finger itchin', Palms itchin' too
We in ghosts, playin' peek-a-boo
We to war with Sosa over a brick or two
So for a ki's, think what my clique could do
I'm talkin' clappin' toasts, bullets 'll hit roof
They hit his body he in shock, no Pikachu

ain't bout it they talkin' but really pick and choose
We on our second strike, we ain't got to lose
All my niggas is felons, all you is tellin'
Sold your soul to people, they gon' get you to sell it
They gon' get you to move it, gon' get you a buick
They gon' get you a wire, niggas gon' use it
You gon' tell on brothers, what a lame homie
I got a bullet with your name on it, and a full 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 seen young niggas cry, I seen young niggas
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, young niggas hungry, for the love of the money
I seen real niggas cry, I real niggas hit
I real niggas die, cuz a real nigga snitch
In God we

niggas act Tony-like
Told them deez everything you heard but that's homie right
But he got killers lurkin' outside at your home
They gon' hit the crib and kill the kids, oh that's right
Oh Kony-like, everybody bleed
Cuz he out in 2060, Christmas Eve
First time he went to prison he get to leave
takin' pictures, niggas is rats, you should say cheese
Once a dude, shit the fire now
Never ever a rap but he got bars now
I'm fed time, yard up, yard down

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

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

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

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

We done went to war the realest, shot 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 niggas die because a young told
For the love of the money, for the love of the
For the of the money, love of the money
Man, young niggas hungry, for the love of the money
I seen real niggas cry, I real niggas hit
I seen niggas die, 'cause a real nigga snitch
In God we