Luyện nghe bài hát Make It Stack

[Lloyd Banks - 1]
Too much
On top of that, Im high and drinkin
Im floatin on 9, watchin these niggas sinkin
No blinkin, you blink too much, you your turn
Sleep is the cousin of death, you as well pick your urn
I been my intentions, now its time to go and do it
Take you were I come from, influence on my music
Aint no u-turns on this path, before you choose it
Hold this autograph, come get your and try to use it
I came here unexpected, Ima leave a
Brought up in this hell, how Im heaven
I swear I fear I hear my laughin while Im ballin
Woke up mornin the weed and alcohol callin
Livin that life of a mac, kickin hoes out off em
Ask em when they comin back, that they done lost em
Hit them bitches the back, I aint want all the talkin
Dont be blown at my jack, on that cat

Lets get this money, then lets it stack
lets make history, cause they cant take that back
Back to ballin and
Runnin up in these women, got a out the movie
Take a look how Im
And do you know what it
I take you back down the road, the riches and bitches
And the platinum and
I got it all the work, no contract in my soul
I dont ball/bawl up and die, I bomb back on hoes

[Lloyd - Verse 2]
Heat up in the winter, so Im cooler come the
We out here, the ruger money sucker
PYT and all we up the cougar, Ima her
And I been a rebel, never been a cuffer
You talk it, you dont does it
So all those who suffer, you so humble out in
Computer you tougher
I got Ros by the bottle, by the car-load
6 or 7 new ones, Im up the mob
I sleep in the Apollo, Im always on stage
I should take my show to cause that hallway like a grave
no bitch get in my mind, so I know its physical
I out the dimes, I think Im invincible
I climbed to the top, now Im pissin off the
I pray to God that I get rich, gettin money
Diamond in my physicals, why Ima stand out
You dont got your hand in, you just got you out (son)

Lets get this money, then lets make it
Then make history, cause they cant take that back
Back to ballin and
Runnin up in these women, got a bitch out the
a look how Im livin
And do you what it took?
I take you back the road, before the riches and bitches
And the platinum and
I got it all from the work, no contract in my
I dont ball/bawl up and die, I back on them hoes

I bomb on them hoes (x4)