Luyện nghe bài hát Lord Knows

sick and tired of being sick and
muthaf-ck them niggas be the state of mind
got them on the job like it's a 9 to 5
money, mind ya business and stay out of mine
50 thousands for rolly homie
i die just bring my jewelry to the ceremony
lord knows i be on 'em
hottest nigga that weather out in arizona
sleeping on me you choke and fall into a coma
the frangrance know the money be the new aroma
i'm just spazzing out, denims large amounts
got them throwin' pussy what the asses out
true story, new
stacking taller than a two story
real niggas money, never gets boring
last year i made a of the state touring
boys, know what you talking bout
i run my own team, no room for mascots
look around, peep at the winners
we the niggas touching like a social worker
plus them pistols them shells like a ninja turtle
wear rubber, cus these bitches so fertile
knows i be going hard

rip my daniel, remember that garage
long nights, that rap shit
i was thinking moving like a locksmith
no sir, the
them crackers dirty, i just you keep ya name clear
waiting for a nigga, trippin' i just still
i aint trippin' i stand still
lord knows that i'm out
walking through these roadblocks my chest out
damn, 23 and made a dollars
fucking put a quarter dollars round a collar
couple more to cop a i aint talking opera
they sya my sick i should see a fucking doctor
real niggas in ya
chopper raise a nigga head like you
broward county i am
nigga in my city riding maybach's
motivation, motivation, my niggas fans are
only location?
and thats word to my
i'm tryna make it your headquarters
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