Luyện nghe bài hát Nothin' to Show

I'll be damned if I'ma live it
I'm real until the day I die
I'll pull a heist snatch away your fuckin' life
Shake the dice, sell rocks, bricks

Print up motherfuckin' counterfeit
It's too cold, when you a big knot and your heartbeat stops
And they throw you in a box and you ain't got nothin' to

They say the first law of is self-preservation
Fuck a Play Station, my bills vacation
Got a mac-11, holdin' up a bankin'
If they follow my instructions, might make it home for dinner

nigga in the club, bottle poppin'
Make me pop him
He bought a drink, his knot, now he dearly departed
as I was, that nigga had to be retarded

Stung him in the cabbage that semi-automatic
Jacked his chain and his and rifled through his [unverified]
I'll kill ya dead, or po', grown or a youngster
I ain't Cody but I can be a 'Monster'

Call me a but know what's funny?
So is the dude that you give money to on Sundays
Like my grandmother, she paid her
Sld her place and up folks
For the and died broke, with nothin' to show

I'll be damned if I'ma live it
I'm penitentiary until the day I die
I'll pull a fuckin' heist snatch away your life
the dice, sell rocks, flip bricks

Print up motherfuckin' counterfeit
It's too cold, when you a big knot and your heartbeat stops
And they you in a box and you ain't got nothin' to show

You can talk that hot if you want to
But it don't tell me what you do
you're down on your luck and nobody gives a fuck
Bill collectors on your heels and they your wheels

I done had money, been and had it again
Anythang I do twice, I can do it
Look how many niggaz who done sold drugs all time
That's doin' a bunch of are back in the hood and ain't got a dime

Ain't no for it, go on, be a man and admit it
That from cappin', buyin' cars and trickin' bitches
I ain't tryin' to knock your hustle, homey that cool
But get your money, clean it up and get the fuck on

'Cause your just wanna stunt
And these hoes just want bread
And the fed is gonna hunt and these niggaz'll blow your
Behind beef or a say, dude knew your face
So you murdered him but ain't got to show

I'll be damned if I'ma live it
I'm penitentiary real the day I die
I'll a fuckin' heist snatch away your fuckin' life
Shake the dice, sell rocks, bricks

Print up some motherfuckin'
It's too cold, when you made a big and your heartbeat stops
And they throw you in a box and you got nothin' to show

be God damned if I'ma be that old nigga that live
60 plus years and leave but bills
'Mind Playin' still playin' on the box
And I'm on the porch in sweats
And mismatched dress socks

Yeah right, I go out like a busta
I get all my guns and kill all you motherfuckers
I ain't be that cat that's broke so he blows his brain
I'ma be the one to kill the armored truck driver if

Fuck the fame, I want the dough 'cause when times get
You can't take a ego to the bank and cash it
I'm not with your big house and expensive whip
If you can't pay cash, you can't afford the

They say heaven got what I'm but just in case it don't exist
I'm gettin' my flowers I'm breathin'
But ain't gon' be Sammy Davis and Redd Foxx
When Willie D check up out bitch, he goin' out on top

I'll be damned if live without it
I'm real until the day I die
I'll pull a fuckin' heist snatch away fuckin' life
the dice, sell rocks, flip bricks

Print up some counterfeit
It's too cold, when you made a big and your heartbeat stops
And they throw you in a box and you ain't got to show

I told you, I was gon' give you somethin' to about
Shit, even if I fuck off all the I made
Nigga, still goddamn be paid at the end
'Cause guess what? Got that life insurance

that motherfucker there's
Better than the lottery, you guaranteed to hit
Babies, they can come up instant millionaires
I tell you now, my baby's an instant millionaire

Nigga you understand what I'm
of y'all sucka busta ass nigga
Y'all don't understand that kind of
Y'all like, about the bitch

the money on this nigga and that nigga and all this shit
Nigga drivin' car, livin' in your house
Stop these motherfuckin' hoes, you won't have that problem