Luyện nghe bài hát No Squares

[Featuring: Wiz

1: Curren$y]
Battle axe rap swingin' like 84
On the slab Cadillac Eldo
Spokes pokin I be the "weed
Don't stop me from workin" spokesperson I get it in
Stoned, active like a sober runnin
Rather my feet hurtin than my pockets
I chase that money like it said somethin' bout my mama
I chase that money like I think it took my wallet
I chase that money down like it key my impala
I that money down pile it up and climb on top it
Trill nigga at the summit countin' hunneds
You try and take me from it you gone plummet to the
If there was a winning contest then I did won it, it
Bossed up playa don't do much but it I'm a punter
No pun I'm a stunner
Brung the to the motor cross ramp like fuck it
I'mma jump it, officer love
It should be a crime how you lockin' down that
But the girl
Said she do it again for the third time
Figured you realize at point that the girl lyin'
Either you blind or you mind
Either way I'd hustle with yo kind
Cuz we'd never get no bread, you too
this the 3rd installment, what you sayin

No square shall enter in the of winners
No square shall enter in the of winners
No square enter in the circle of winners
Ain't been none of them niggas as far as I can remember
No square shall enter in the of winners
No square shall enter in the of winners
No square shall in the circle of winners
was payin them bitches, I was payin attention

[Verse 2:
I do it for myself, not for bitches
They just included with this living
I'm paid for making music my niggas
Been this and never even showed by who or his, now who the shit?
Jet Life, started the

Cain't call it, I'm just what my old heads was doing
And I'm to have seen them start movements
in the wild fashion, acting unruly
OG, so it take a O to school me
That(?) somethings still a? might put them on some game, dog
In the fast cruising, go around me
I'm to my music, slowing down to some Sade on the doubie
your position and it won't be much to me
Took your cup and I filled it with a smoothie
With my kicked up, take my picture
If looks could kill, your would sue me
I'm that

[Verse 3: Wiz
Im rolling up an insane amount of
all up in the chain around my throat
Telling me that I change, its all I know
I live the dream of private and piles of dough
on my face cause thats what I believe in
Make sure they know its when they see me
We was broke but we getting used to bread
Versace on and my medusa heads
You looking hungry, you could use some bread
You need security, you could use a craig
My young niggas slanging where users is
Im from Pistolvania where them is
Dressing like a hippy, drinking gin
Heard they money funny, I been straight
Hundred for bottles, spending 10 straight
Me and got the template

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