Luyện nghe bài hát Just Bars (Part 2)

Everyday I wake up, I just I expect the worst that's just how I prevent shit from happening man. That's how I move how I move, you know protected. It's G Herbo
(Look)

1]
Every I sleep, I dream of niggas plotting on me
Catch me smiling, joking, smoke me with my Glock on me (damn) I don't fuck with niggas, RocBlock
When Kobe told me " fuck the opps, you gotta homies."
I'm the type to it cool & just watch them slowly
I learned how to read when I was a shorty
Better your shorty, I got this bitch right on me
I like Robert Horry, I can't end up a story
Get on that beat & my life, tell them just record me
That's on my niggas ask about me, think I'm stories
G been the man 7-9 RocBlock that's where I stand
me on EA that's Fazoland, black 4-5 Glock like Fazo head And my respect still go to you, I got your name lit
And ever since you we still been on the same shit
Said we got hunnid rounds cause we money now
But I'll still gun them down & get bond out for a hunnid

150 Dream Team The Campaign G Herbo
RocBlock, Fazoland, Gang, Long Live King Cap
I don't know, I just been grinding I don't know what I'm on, a tape or a album ya feel me
I just been reminiscing about my niggas real look though check it

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Remember Fazo hit a lick for a hunnid
That shit wasn't nothing then & still shit ain't nothing now
I might have been like 12 but shit I'm 20 now
And in the last couple weeks I spent like 20
But you know if I 20 I had to save 40
Get paper stacking, I can't hustle backwards
These niggas more in love with stuntin' than they the money
These hoes the reason why one day you gone wake up with
We link up, fuck it, make her suck it, hit these hoes nothing and I'm recording in New York now so that's word to mother
I left the house at 8AM ain't give that word to mother, skipped I wanted bread I had to serve the butter
I ya sister, serve ya granny, I'll serve ya mother
This vital, it's all about survival
I respond to Twitter beef, I don't like going viral
Cause if a get at me it might get homicidal

I don't even.. I-I feel like I got to much to man so I don't even anticipate all that fuck shit man I'm on defense
Niggas know what it is G Herbo man I keep it on me & I don't even like doing of that talking cause I already know the spotlight already on me
I'm to provide for my mama, my sister, my family ,all my niggas
You know what I'm saying look this for my mama now

3]
I eat sleep & piss the grind
I put in hours with no sleep to get it, that wasn't for shit but for my wrist to shine
I'm talking Lista-rhymes, minds spinning, switch the
Roll up & get I'm in it then I take my time wit it
All I knew was money, hoes, go buy clothes, money,
Now I just won't do now I just don't want from no bummy hoes
chasing bitches man I had them since a runny nose
Mama she thought I was a baby with another soul
Grew up in the hood all my life, seen a lot of
tips, fly out that Tre pound make his body flip
Niggas get caught with that shit, pop out act like not a snitch. I been through a lot of shit don't give a fuck about a lot of shit
I been broke was stressing wanting to give up & all of shit
Got up on my grind now I pay my mama rent
Fly to LA for a I rent a crib do what I want
Buy Balmains, smoke 50 blunts, 10K a month

And all the real bitches put your hands up, all my Trap niggas put bands up
All them bitches put your hands up & if you gone ride wit him put your hands up
Put them bands up, real niggas put them up
Story, G Herbo, 150 Dream Team