Luyện nghe bài hát Money Over Bullshit

My niggaz got scarred grills, hats and gats be fullys
Brat, cars peel, the East Coast
get their tails snapped and trapped
The in the streets 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, floors
stop, the doors open up to a brick wall

I can smell the haters, wishful thinkers, bad luck
Picture your tarot and bodyguards gettin' sprayed up
my makeup, my watches get laced up
Even if they indicted

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

Got high as hell, and they fuckin' like AIDS don't exist
They get sent to hotel, a maid and a shit
Put a barrel in a capo mouth, 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, over brawn
Afraid not of of you cowards but of my own strength
Afraid not of of you cowards but of my own strength

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

Got seven lit, black wallpaper, black carpet
Thinkin' 'bout which to target
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 fish eggs, nigga, the caviar
You fish-made, y'all niggaz is fifth grade

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

Rule 3, see, matter fact, I just
If y'all reach top five, then I'ma eat alive
Each one of you guys that claim Hip-Hop is still
Like ain't 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 of you cowards but of my own strength

me in war, many will live, many will mourn
(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 none of you cowards but of my own

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 have to mine
They blast mine, black nine, you flatline, my cash climb, buy art
Antique pieces, Mona Lisa's, own no
Five-star restaurant

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

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

Join me in war, many will live, many mourn
Money over bullshit, pistols over
Afraid not of none of you 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, 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

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