Luyện nghe bài hát In God We Trust

See most of sucka ass niggas
wouldn't last a in my hood if you was broke
And wouldn't last a day if you had
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 with Sosa over a or two
So for a hundred ki's, think my clique could do
I'm talkin' clappin' toasts, 'll hit your roof
They hit his he went in shock, no Pikachu

Niggas ain't bout it they talkin' but really pick and
We on our second strike, we ain't got shit to
All my niggas is felons, all you niggas is
Sold your to them people, they gon' get you to sell it
They gon' get you to it, they gon' get you a buick
They gon' get you a wire, like gon' use it
You gon' tell on your brothers, what a lame
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 clips 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, young niggas hungry, for the love of the money
I seen niggas cry, I seen real niggas hit
I seen real die, cuz a real nigga 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 your tonight
gon' hit the crib and kill the kids, oh that's Kony right
Oh Kony-like, everybody bleed
Cuz he out in 2060, Christmas 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 spit a rap but he got bars now
I'm talkin` fed time, up, yard down

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

Niggas turn to Muslim, niggas to Christian
They gave him life, he 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 on the fork
Niggas is cases, niggas is goin' 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, it out with the best
Talkin' high-end gorillas, banana clips a mess
I seen young niggas cry, I young niggas fold
I young niggas die because a young nigga told
For the of the money, for the love of the money
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 real niggas die, cause a real snitch
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
this shit ain't meant for everybody dawg
Everybody talk that shit, until they get up in some real shit
And then they start talkin' shit

We done went to war 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 because a young nigga
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 love of the
I real niggas cry, I seen real niggas hit
I seen real niggas die, 'cause a real nigga
In God we