Luyện nghe bài hát Money Over Bullshit

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

Pure euphoria, a dose of to all of ya
choruses sung from 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, thinkers, bad luck prayers
Picture your tarot cards and gettin' sprayed up
my makeup, my watches get laced up
Even if they Jacob

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

Got bitches high as hell, and they fuckin' like AIDS don't
They get sent to your hotel, a 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, many mourn
Money over bullshit, pistols brawn
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, many mourn
(My own nigga, that's 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 candles lit, black wallpaper, black carpet
Thinkin' 'bout which nigga to
You kill a nigga today, he lives
So I out smarter, there'll be no Martyrs

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, y'all niggaz is fifth

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

Rule 3, see, fact, I just wait
If y'all reach top five, then eat y'all alive
Each one of you guys claim Hip-Hop is still alive
Like y'all in agreement wit Nas

Join me in war, many will live, many 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, will live, many will mourn
(My own strength nigga, that's what I'm of)
Money bullshit, pistols over brawn
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 Lac' and ambushers
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 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

forget who your peeps is
'Sposed to dine with you, sip that good with you
Only if they grind you or slang for ya
Seen niggaz live, laugh, party and die in that very corner

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

Join me in war, many will live, many mourn
over 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

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

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