Luyện nghe bài hát International Currency

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To executioners, all the murderers, drug dealers,
Interstate traffickers, gun runners, gat

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

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[Phenom
Fuck felony cases, prints, names and faces
Get rich snitch in places you escape
I hate, this that I was dealt in this game
why I utilize, crime in my mind, to maintain
Caught the six fifths and coke, plus I out the boat
Styrofoam the chrome, so the stay
When the jiggs come, cock the guns, back though
Got the calico, to shatter through their and window
An all out war for stack, the crime of crack
It's no stoppin, till my life go
When I react, a two clips up in his back
Fuckin up a g pack, money on the hood rat
Peace to murder stack, keep these drugs
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 Phenom

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[Green
Precautionary measure, endeavors to get the
It's all about steam cream and inferred
It seams, my 'Lanz reign supreme inside this drug thing
Above thing, our thug sling, my queen
Got me up in Flush, Queens, buildin Monopoly
Yaks, and property, shout to streets
Choppin keys for prophecy, the street prophecy in the year 3
Constantly ridin 'cause solidatin enterprisin the scheme
Eyes Green from outta Queens
To my shinin gleam, hundred shot magazine
Blowin out niggas spleens, whoever
I see my dreams, to do my thing to make tangible
My fam is unmanageable, ya hands off and hand them to you
Makin moves, state to state weight
In school, cash rule, my fam stays true

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