Luyện nghe bài hát Money Over Bullshit

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

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

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

Forensics, Paramedics cowards off
Defibrillators 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 as hell, and they fuckin' like AIDS don't exist
They get sent to your hotel, a maid and a
Put a barrel in a capo mouth, 'til his come out
You a kid, you don't live what you rap

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

Join me in war, many will live, many mourn
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

Join me in war, many will live, will mourn
(My own nigga, that's what I'm scared of)
Money over bullshit, pistols 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, carpet
Thinkin' 'bout which to target
You kill a nigga today, he forever
So I plotted out smarter, there'll be no

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

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

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

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 cowards but of my own

Join me in war, many will live, many mourn
(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 of you cowards but of my own strength

From crack to Lac' pushers and ambushers
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 have to blast mine
They blast mine, black nine, you flatline, my climb, buy rare art
pieces, Mona Lisa's, own no leases
Five-star eaters

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

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

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

Join me in war, many will live, will mourn
(My own nigga, that's what I'm scared 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

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