Luyện nghe bài hát Money Over Bullshit

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

Pure euphoria, a of death to all of ya
Coroner choruses sung The Bridge to Astoria
Dreams of fallin' in the elevator, floors
stop, the doors open up to a brick 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 they indicted

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

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

King poetic, too haters to count
Too much to count, QB bitch

Join me in war, many will live, will mourn
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

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

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

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

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

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

Join me in war, many will live, 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 will live, will mourn
(My own strength nigga, what I'm scared of)
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

From crack pushers to pushers and ambushers
And morticians to fortresses, laced in riches
Cake ridiculous nickel and dimin' to trickin' them diamonds
Vegas, in Switzerland

From non-blastin' to auto, I have to blast mine
They blast mine, black nine, you flatline, my climb, buy rare art
Antique pieces, Lisa's, own no leases
Five-star restaurant

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

Pretty girls at us, status unconceivable
planes landed out in Teterboro, weed I twirl
Once even me a phobia that I be in a spot trapped
Like Madame Zenobia's with this kid eyein' my Rolly,

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

Join me in war, will live, many will mourn
(My own strength nigga, that's I'm scared of)
Money over bullshit, over brawn
not of none 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