Luyện nghe bài hát More Or Less

Gyeah, gyeah, with me, come on
Gyeah, it's New York's been soft
Ever my nigga, Shyne, been sittin' in prison
Yeah, it

Sip things, rings, this shit is sickenin'
chains, sick aim, 5th bang, 5th frame
Bail money, lawyers actin' funny when I through
Hit 'em with a bundle on a

Couple notes, seen boys, with a rolls
Said, "I want one too", what the fuck I'm do?
But get it if it's there to be gotten I'm driving by
An' I'm rockin' sideways, muthafucka, pays

I it, I'll get it, I got it, I'll shop it, I'll double the profit
An' bubble the pockets, I'm to die
Niggaz talk fly 'til I walk by an' pop
forgot somethin', I'm not frontin'

This ain't rap, music, ain't that
You fuck around I'll have you where the saints at
Sincerely yours, Shyne, Po
Bitch, get yo bags, hit the muthafuckin'

May the angels walk me, more or less
Big things, big rims, nigga, more or
big stars in big cars, more or less
I can say I it all an' done it all, more or less

May the angels walk with me, or less
Big things, big rims, nigga, more or
Fuckin' big stars in big cars, more or
I can say I it all an' done it all, more or less

G is a G, a key is a key, a snitch is a
With no fins that can't swim I dump him in the river
Charcoal are 12 cylinders
Bulletproof sentences, date tentative

I like who? Y'all sound like trash
Get off my an' pass my cash
They don't do it 'cause I rap it, I rap about it 'cause they do it
My music's the to a ticket, I live it

Bitch, nigga, I cook it an' it
By the prints that bought the an' ditch it, uh
Hip hop ain't for balancin' America
America's responsible for balancin'

Back to the flow nose full of
Rolls full of hoes, leave a nigga full of holes
The schools want me, so the drug dealers taught me
Simple math, step on it an' bring 'em back

Get 4 times what you paid, the labor costs
An' still come with enough to play
An' I see the same shit, niggaz than me
Runnin' the streets, lookin' for to eat

May the angels walk with me, more or
Big things, big rims, nigga, or less
big stars in big cars, more or less
I can say I seen it all an' done it all, more or

May the angels walk with me, more or
Big things, big rims, nigga, more or
Fuckin' big in big cars, more or less
I can say I seen it all an' it all, more or less

Ole boy, betta get down, run for cover
When I spit rounds, ah, you in shit now
Get found, down to the white meat
I'm from Brooklyn, Vietnam, nigga, I like

But bein' a bird in the street, plight, livin' a troubled life
Father was a jerk, had to work, Poppy had to work
So I did what any real nigga do
Got in front of the stove, now I got the sowed

Fuck you punk, niggaz, punk cash
the punk blast, put yo punk ass in the trunk fast
The y'all thought? I buried niggaz in walls
trill muthafucka after all

Point blank shootin' niggaz, blank all the way to the bank
Rip yo off, then I'll take off
The difference between me an'
You be seein' them no more, nigga, secrets of war

May the angels walk with me, more or
Big things, big rims, nigga, or less
Fuckin' big stars in big cars, more or
I can say I seen it all an' it all, more or less

May the walk with me, more or less
Big things, big rims, nigga, more or
big stars in big cars, more or less
I can say I seen it all an' done it all, more or

May the angels with me, more or less
Big things, big rims, nigga, or less
Fuckin' big stars in big cars, more or
I can say I seen it all an' done it all, or less

May the angels walk with me, more or
Big things, big rims, nigga, more or
Fuckin' big stars in big cars, or less
I can say I seen it all an' it all, more or less