Luyện nghe bài hát Make or Take

(nine)
Man this world we in
There's two to do everything
The right way and the way,
Thens there's the way and the long way.
But I'm goina do my the dark mask way.
I'm either goina make it or I'm goina it.

(chorus)
I got to make something or I got to something
Even if it comes to hustling in public
I'm goina do whatever to avoid the stormy
Got my act together either or take

(nine)
In the of the free and the home of the brave
I still feel like a slave, my heart is dark like the bat
Don't cry... dry eye...
We all goina die... but I'm die fly
In the race the great chase
Money's the thing I'm goina let you throw in my face
political officials
Speak the issues, and dis u, like used tissue
I'm goina miss u when u fall into the flames the same games
With new names, and new gains, same pains, and stains
Propaganda, I to smoke trees in a havanna, wearing a bandanna
At the coppa cabanna, to God I split a nigga like a banana
currencies or property ain't no stoppin me
I'm building a now copy me, each one teach one
Lessons of making and erasing, faking, and snaking
Serious like a
And I home the bacon daily, really,
I never it, I got to make it, like it's sacred
Fuck and I'm goina take it

(chorus 2x)

(nine)
My hand raps around dollar bills sends chills my spine
cheap wine, so I gotta get mine,
All the time I rewind back to the day I realized sometimes crime
Pays, there's a million to die but only one to live,
I need money to spend enough
Money to give I love my peeps and my peeps love me
And I refuse to see them in proverty
I gotta be on point, I anoit savior with new flavor
Like with my third eye I cried
Shed tears in the mind for being
Only thing left for me now is crime or

(chorus 2x)

(nine)
I refuse to lose to chuck
Never bite the hand that feed u never bite the hand buck (pow)
Now what! stuck in a with only one way out
Figure it out that's what about
Trail after trail, tribulation after
I want a black nation I'm sick of the plantation
No picking cotton have you forgotten
We the kings and queens of the
Now rome in the rotten apple, drinking
to get a little capital, spend it like I'm crazy
That's what rap do, you got to maintain
Make sense out of what's insane and stay on top of game
Dont blame nobody but yourself for your lack of
get hard get sneaky like a stealth
Make or take is the
I pieces of the pie gotta do or die

(chorus 2x)