Luyện nghe bài hát Money Over Bullshit

My got scarred grills, skully hats and gats be fullys
Brat, cars peel, the Coast cartel
get their tails snapped and trapped
The in the streets and the snitches who rap

Pure euphoria, a dose of to all of ya
Coroner choruses sung from The Bridge to
of fallin' in the elevator, passin' floors
Suddenly stop, the doors open up to a brick

I can smell the haters, wishful thinkers, bad luck
your tarot cards and bodyguards gettin' sprayed up
Sabotagin' my makeup, my watches get up
if they indicted Jacob

Forensics, Paramedics cowards off
Defibrillators shock to your chest, try to
They die and hit Hell an iron
I'm flyin', wire or cell, I'm paid from shit

Got bitches high as hell, and they fuckin' like AIDS exist
They get to your hotel, a maid and a shit
Put a barrel in a mouth, 'til his scalp come out
You a kid, you don't what you rap about

poetic, too many haters to count
Too paper to count, QB bitch

Join me in war, many will live, many mourn
Money over bullshit, pistols brawn
Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own
Afraid not of of you cowards but of my own strength

Join me in war, many will live, many will
(My own strength nigga, that's I'm scared of)
Money over bullshit, pistols brawn
not of none of you cowards but of my own strength
Afraid not of none of you but of my own strength

Got seven candles lit, wallpaper, black carpet
Thinkin' 'bout nigga to target
You kill a nigga today, he forever
So I plotted out smarter, be no Martyrs

Tec on the table, Mag .44
Black negligee on my bitch, at the door
Black fish eggs, nigga, that's the
You niggaz fish-made, y'all niggaz is grade

Niggaz, it's ways to dissect the General
If I ya the top five, you will not survive
Rule 1, cocksucker, my name from your tongue
Rule 2, thought ya knew don't fuck with Son

Rule 3, see, fact, I just wait
If y'all reach top five, then I'ma eat y'all
Each one of you guys that claim Hip-Hop is still
Like ain't in agreement wit Nas

Join me in war, many live, many will mourn
Money bullshit, pistols over brawn
Afraid not of of you cowards but of my own strength
Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own

Join me in war, many will live, many will
(My own nigga, that's what I'm scared of)
Money over bullshit, pistols over
Afraid not of of you cowards but of my own strength
Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own

From crack pushers to Lac' pushers and
And to fortresses, case-dismisses laced in riches
ridiculous from nickel and dimin' to trickin' them diamonds
Vegas, places in

From non-blastin' to auto, I don't to blast mine
They mine, black nine, you flatline, my cash climb, buy rare art
Antique pieces, Mona Lisa's, own no
Five-star restaurant

Don't who your peeps is
'Sposed to dine with you, sip that wine with you
if they grind with you or slang for ya
Seen live, laugh, party and die in that very same corner

Pretty girls glance at us, unconceivable
Private planes landed out in Teterboro, weed I
Once gave me a phobia that I be in a spot trapped
Like Madame Zenobia's with this kid my Rolly, y'all

Join me in war, many live, many will mourn
Money over bullshit, pistols over
Afraid not of of you cowards but of my own strength
Afraid not of none of you but of my own strength

Join me in war, many live, many will mourn
(My own nigga, that's what I'm scared of)
Money over bullshit, pistols over
Afraid not of of you cowards but of my own strength
Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own

it is, QB bitch, yeah
QB bitch, yeah,
QB