Luyện nghe bài hát Love Me No More

Now how you gon tell me you don't me no more (how you gon' tell me that?)
'Cause I'm out here getting this bread (you hatin' on this chase?)
Tryna get my momma a crib (shit don't sound right)
Tryna get up out the
Now how the hood 'bout they don't need me no more
'Cause a mu'fucka that GT
It's a problem tryna take from me
'Cause I'm heavy metal uhuh

I the streets talking funny (shit)
So I laugh (haha) tell 'em keep talking funny (keep funny)
I'ma keep money (yup)
And all types (what)
The and the pounds (pounds)
Nigga just for spite push, the round town (sparrows)
Drippin' in ice I still be up (Harlem)
I hear em up dirt on my name (so what)
But I could clean em up like on a stain
Or I'll beam 'em up we got on the chain (easy)
Respect my mind or respect my (cause what)
to the bank when its cheque signing time (okay)
Its Tito Borough when it's jet flying (clear-port)
And we so we the set fly or die (Dip Set)
The bitches funny I'm talking life (yup)
It was Sunday to on New York's chilly nights (that's right)
And we was hungry for a bite
But if the world's apple pie of course you a slice (yup)

Now how you gon tell me you don't love me no (how you gon' tell me that?)
I'm out here getting this bread (you hatin' on this paper chase?)
Tryna get my a crib (shit don't even sound right)
Tryna get up out the
Now how the hood talkin' they don't need me no more
'Cause a mu'fucka push GT
It's a problem tryna that from me
'Cause I'm packin' metal uhuh

somebody speak my name, but death was next to it (pray for me)
My next was let's do it (kid)
Got me runnin' through the game with my vest and my best (who's next)
Best of event VVS and ya jewelers (new year)
Nigga outta lame ya shit, gets up (get em)
And I'm tryna kill the pain like two sluts (what's up baby)
Use to say money ain't a thang to I up (what)
Then everything, but that thang can break your crew up (true stills)
Where did go? (where)
And where does that us? (where we at)
They grudges on how they receive us (fa sho')
And show the on how they perceive us
Hate to see a thug nigga the foreign features (ballin')
that Condoleza (yup)
Cash first, secondary we use the (uh huh)
Blast first, worry about police cuffs (nope)
Ya leave us or you free us
I money!

Now how you gon tell me you don't love me no (how you gon' tell me that?)
I'm out here getting this bread (you hatin' on this paper chase?)
Tryna get my momma a crib (shit even sound right)
Tryna get up out the