Luyện nghe bài hát More Or Less

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

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

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

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

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

May the angels walk with me, more or
Big things, big rims, nigga, more or
Fuckin' big stars in big cars, more or
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 stars in big cars, more or
I can say I seen it all an' 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 when I dump him in the
gray are 12 cylinders
Bulletproof sentences, trial date

I sound like who? Y'all like trash
Get off my an' pass my cash
They don't do it 'cause I rap about it, I rap 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 bought the shit an' ditch it, uh
Hip hop responsible for balancin' America
America's responsible for America

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

Get 4 times what you paid, divide the labor
An' still come away enough to play
An' I see the same shit, niggaz younger me
Runnin' the streets, for somethin' to eat

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

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

Ole boy, betta get down, run for cover
When I spit rounds, ah, you in some now
Get found, slit 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, Moms had to work, had to work
So I did what any real would do
Got in front of the stove, now I got the shit

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

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

May the angels 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, or less

May the angels walk me, more or less
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

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 seen it all an' it all, more or less

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