Luyện nghe bài hát International Currency

[Chorus 4X:
To executioners, all the murderers, drug dealers,
traffickers, gun runners, gat clappers

[Royal
I can't it cousin, this currency got me buggin
Streets'll thumpin, the loose for jugglin
be smugglin, importin keys for the government
Other men, the street life to comprehend
Thugs and murderers, inside, power will have you turn
Your fam, fuckin up money inside the program
How could I stand, two shots to third grand
Ultimate crime plans, this fam blocks for
I'm tryin to make a mill, for real, so chill, let the God
Reality, based on this tax free salary
Wit real mentality, straight through galaxy
My mind be, lost as you never heard me
Flush, your black majesty, another reason of
These is never me, Wastlanz forever be
tech's and felonies, so what the fuck you tellin me?
Overseas, this currency, I keep it real

4X]

[Phenom
Fuck felony cases, finger prints, and faces
Get rich snitch in places you escape
I hate, fate that I was dealt 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 float
When the come, cock the guns, bustin back though
Got the calico, to through their teflon and window
An all out war for stack, the crime king of
It's no stoppin, my life 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, keep drugs format
Try and a, supreme my team, it be cat that's phat
Wastlanz, my fam, the you know
'cause I'm soon to blow the world, big Pacino

4X]

[Green
Precautionary measure, to get the treasures
It's all about steam cream and inferred
It seams, my 'Lanz team'll supreme inside this drug thing
Above thing, our 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
ridin 'cause solidatin enterprisin devise the scheme
Eyes Green straight from outta
To seen my gleam, hundred shot magazine
out niggas spleens, whoever intervene
I see my dreams, to do my thing to make tangible
My fam is unmanageable, chop ya hands off and them to you
Makin moves, state to weight sales
In school, cash rule, my Wastlanz fam true

to fade]