Luyện nghe bài hát No More

Yeah,

I got the bag full of money
I got the work goin' to Florida and I swore
I will hustle no more but I will never say that no more
I got my mind, nah

I got the bag full of money
I got the work goin' to Florida and I swore
I will never hustle no more but I will never say no more
I got my mind, right right

The pots hot as the rock
It's the paper chasin' man on the clock hands
like teeth, get money like heat
Cliff Hukstable keep it comin' like

make last forever for worse or for better
Gotta make it the devil so guns I got several
And everybody plays, the fool says Aaron
But I just play to win holler back heavy metal

Smellin' like pedals a rose so they ***
My breads buildin' bagels and
I rose they froze, trust me for the pesos
I'm an A hole AK

Think face blow and understand I'm talkin' by the case loads
Gun off safety, I'm in mode
I hold court until the case closed
bag ***

I got the brown bag full of
I got the work to Florida and I swore that
I will never hustle no more but I will never say no more
I got my mind, nah

I got the brown bag full of
I got the work goin' to Florida and I that
I will never hustle no more but I never say that no more
I got my mind, right money

new investment ain't no turnin' me back
Had the band stacks in the button king sack
And I ain't never back, sike I love the life
Standin' under the street tryin' to get off that white

At a reasonable price nah, I ain't to bargain wit you
You *** hatin' well, I guess they gonna be wit you
I got 2 jobs, I and I cop ***
Like father son well, I was adopted

I told the Birdman, give me a chance
And I don't even wanna tell you what I did with my
I'm only a man, I had to feed my fam'
Takin' that hood *** and about 24 grams

Man, I it is what it is, it was what it was
Before the rap game, I was sellin'
Either way I'm six figures before my record
I'll stunt y'all, respect my my work habits, I'm a hustla

I got the brown bag of money
I got the work to Florida and I swore that
I will never hustle no more but I never say that no more
I got my mind, nah

I got the bag full of money
I got the work to Florida and I swore that
I will never hustle no more but I will never say that no
I got my mind, money right

From an eight to a quarter, from a to a brick
From an 0 to the ozies, that how I'm rich
And murder was the got me emptyin' lot of clips
Stunna hollerin' Birdman, *** right in this ***

Third world throw the you up, I'm rollin' in the
With this on my mind, gotta hustla and to lift
Them high rise dealin' me and on some ***
Breaking bread, millions 'cause a *** ain't ***

Told as a youngin' how to roll with the
If money on your for the money I'ma pop ya
*** wanna hate but they money stop us
ridin' fly whips now they *** out jockin'

We stunnin' while ya hating **, stunna is what you **
I you poppin' *** but the Birdman raised you ***
Birdman got an army, got a navy
And Cash Money save ya

I got the brown bag full of
I got the work to Florida and I swore that
I will never hustle no more but I will never say that no
I got my mind, nah

I got the brown bag full of
I got the work goin' to Florida and I that
I will never hustle no more but I will never say no more
I got my mind, right money