Luyện nghe bài hát Lord Knows

sick and tired of being and tired
muthaf-ck them other niggas be the of mind
got them haters on the job it's a 9 to 5
getting money, mind ya business and stay out of
50 thousands for this rolly
i die tonight just bring my to the ceremony
knows i be shittin' on 'em
hottest nigga that weather out in arizona
on me hope you choke and fall into a coma
smell the frangrance the money be the new aroma
i'm spazzing out, denims carry large amounts
got them throwin' pussy what the asses out
story, new glory
money stacking taller a two story
real niggas countin money, gets boring
last year i made a million of the state
fuck boys, know what you talking
i run my own team, aint no for mascots
look around, at the winners circle
we the niggas touching paper like a social
plus them pistols keep them like a ninja turtle
wear rubber, cus these spanish so fertile
lord knows i be going

rip my daniel, remember that garage
long nights, before that rap
i was thinking moving keys a locksmith
no sir, the
them crackers dirty, i just hope you ya name clear
waiting for a nigga, i just stand still
i aint trippin' i stand still
knows that i'm stressed out
walking through roadblocks with my chest out
damn, 23 and made a dollars
put a quarter million dollars round a collar
couple more to cop a phantom i aint opera
they sya my flow sick i should see a doctor
niggas in ya presence
chopper a nigga head like you present
county i am that
only in my city riding maybach's
motivation, motivation, my fans are dead
they only
and thats word to my
i'm just make it your headquarters
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