Luyện nghe bài hát Just Bars (Part 2)

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

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

2]
Remember hit a lick for a hunnid thou
shit wasn't nothing then & still that shit ain't nothing now
I might been like 12 then but shit I'm 20 now
And in the last couple weeks I like 20 thou
But you if I spent 20 I had to save 40
Get that paper stacking, I hustle backwards
These niggas more in love with stuntin' they love 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 with nothing and I'm recording in New York now so word to mother
I left the house at 8AM ain't give that to mother, skipped school I wanted bread I had to serve the butter
I serve ya sister, serve ya granny, serve ya mother
information vital, it's all about survival
I wouldn't respond to beef, I don't like going viral
if a nigga get at me it might get homicidal

I don't even.. I-I feel like I got to much to lose man so I don't even all that fuck shit man I'm on defense
Niggas know what it is G Herbo man I keep it on me & I even like doing none 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 for my mama right now

3]
I eat shit & piss the grind
I put in hours with no sleep trying to get it, that wasn't for but for my wrist to shine
I'm talking Lista-rhymes, spinning, switch the lines
Roll up & get high I'm in it then I take my wit it
All I was money, hoes, go buy clothes, money, hoes
Now I won't do now I just don't want nothing from no bummy hoes
Niggas chasing bitches man I had them since a nose
Mama said she I was a baby with another soul
Grew up in the hood all my life, seen a lot of
Hollow tips, fly out that Tre make his body flip
Niggas get caught with that shit, pop out act like they not a snitch. I been through a lot of don't give a fuck about a lot of shit
I been broke was stressing to give up & all kind of shit
Got up on my grind now I gotta pay my mama
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 put them bands up
All them down bitches put your up & if you gone ride wit him put your hands up
Put them bands up, niggas put them bands up
True Story, G Herbo, 150 Team