Luyện nghe bài hát Money Over Bullshit

My niggaz got scarred grills, skully and gats be fullys
Brat, peel, the East Coast cartel
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 Bridge to
of fallin' in the elevator, passin' floors
Suddenly stop, the doors open up to a wall

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

Forensics, Paramedics cowards off
Defibrillators shock to your chest, try to
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' like AIDS 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 what you rap about

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

Join me in war, many will live, many will
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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

From pushers to Lac' pushers and ambushers
And morticians to fortresses, case-dismisses laced in
Cake from nickel and dimin' to trickin' them diamonds
Vegas, in Switzerland

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

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

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

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

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