Luyện nghe bài hát Money Over Bullshit

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

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

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

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

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

King poetic, too many haters to
Too much paper to count, QB

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

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

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

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

Niggaz, fifty ways 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 knew fuck with God's Son

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

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

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

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

Don't who your peeps is
'Sposed to dine with you, sip good 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, status
Private planes landed out in Teterboro, I twirl
Once even gave me a that I be in a spot trapped
Like Madame Zenobia's 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 of you cowards but of my own strength

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

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