Luyện nghe bài hát International Currency

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To executioners, all the murderers, dealers, burglars
traffickers, gun runners, gat clappers

[Royal
I call it cousin, this currency got me buggin
Streets'll thumpin, the loose for jugglin
Shorties be smugglin, importin for the government
Other men, choose the street life to
Thugs and murderers, inside, power will have you turn
Your whole fam, fuckin up money inside the
How much could I stand, two to third grand
Ultimate crime plans, fam blocks for grands
I'm tryin to a mill, for real, so chill, let the God build
Reality, based on this tax free salary
Wit real mentality, straight through galaxy
My mind rather be, as you never heard me
Flush, your majesty, another reason of tragedy
These is never baggin me, forever be
Drug tech's and felonies, so the fuck you tellin me?
Overseas, this currency, I keep it real

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[Phenom
Fuck felony cases, prints, names and faces
Get rich niggas snitch in places you
I hate, this fate that I was in this game
why I utilize, crime in my mind, to maintain
Caught the six fifths and coke, plus I jumped out the
Styrofoam the chrome, so the stay
When the jiggs come, cock the guns, bustin back
Got the calico, to shatter through their teflon and
An all out war for stack, the crime king of
It's no stoppin, till my go black
I react, empty a two clips up in his back
Fuckin up a g pack, money on the hood rat
Peace to murder stack, these drugs format
Try and a, supreme my team, it be cat that's phat
Wastlanz, my fam, the you know
'cause I'm to blow the world, big Phenom Pacino

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[Green
Precautionary measure, endeavors to get the
It's all steam cream and inferred beams
It seams, my 'Lanz team'll reign supreme inside this thing
thing, our thug sling, my lovin queen
Got me up in Flush, Queens, buildin like
Yaks, clocks and property, shout to
Choppin keys for prophecy, the street prophecy proceed in the 3
Constantly ridin 'cause solidatin devise the scheme
Green straight from outta Queens
To my shinin gleam, hundred shot magazine
Blowin out spleens, whoever intervene
I see my dreams, to do my to make them tangible
My fam is unmanageable, chop ya hands off and hand to you
Makin moves, to state weight sales
In school, rule, my Wastlanz fam stays true

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