Luyện nghe bài hát Money Over Bullshit

My niggaz got grills, skully hats and gats be fullys
Brat, peel, the East Coast cartel
Rats get their tails snapped and
The snitches in the and the snitches who rap

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

I can smell the haters, wishful thinkers, bad prayers
Picture your cards and bodyguards gettin' sprayed up
Sabotagin' my makeup, my get laced up
Even if indicted Jacob

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

Got bitches high as hell, and they fuckin' like AIDS exist
They get sent to your hotel, a maid and a
Put a in a capo mouth, 'til his scalp come out
You a kid, you live what you rap about

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

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

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

Got seven candles lit, black wallpaper, carpet
Thinkin' which nigga to target
You a nigga today, he lives forever
So I plotted out smarter, there'll be no

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

Niggaz, it's fifty 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 fuck with God's Son

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

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

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

From pushers to Lac' pushers and ambushers
And morticians to fortresses, laced in riches
Cake ridiculous from and dimin' to trickin' them diamonds
Vegas, places in

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

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

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

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

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