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

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

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

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

face blow and understand I'm talkin' money by the case loads
Gun off safety, I'm in safe
I will court until the case closed
bag ***

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

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

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

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

Man, I guess it is 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 y'all, don't respect my my work habits, I'm a hustla

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

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

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

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

Told as a youngin' how to roll the chopper
If money on your for the money I'ma pop ya
*** wanna hate but they wouldn't stop us
From ridin' fly whips now *** out jockin'

We stunnin' ya hating **, stunna is what made you **
I hear you poppin' *** but the Birdman you ***
Birdman got an army, Birdman got a
And Cash can't save ya

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