Luyện nghe bài hát Nycha

We life like we stars
Constantly medical right out them jars
Deserve a for surviving these scars
I'm ducking broads
The gun store ain't a rifle this large
thugs you niggas typing too hard
We backspace and delete a
Them A list parties I never see them
That and liquor blurry your vision
You'll never see the
Don't be defensive, L me nigga just be consistent
From Little splitting
Niggas you see 'em different
Aim for the top
First class to Morocco
The change I ain't change
I cop a Picasso
I'm after bags I'm eating crabs on blocks will not go
These sad
And you can it on me I am not broke
Roll up the nitro, only coke when the price low
In the Maybach told the driver follow Artie Bike go
Learn survival you meet your idols as far as I know
pistol my insurance ain't no need for calling Geico

Take you to kitchens they actually cook
Nobody knew you you had to get booked
Shoot at the car, hit the
Now the passenger
This pack just came in Cali
I ain't this kush
Remember sitting in the court like damn I'm in these cuffs
having arguments with smokers I ain't have enough dust
Early morning 50 hit the Ave in a rush
We tryna get it do credit
Just ask for too much
Hundreds we

New York City authority honor me
of the ghetto
Choppers
I should a medal for surviving
If you snooze, sleep your snub nose
I did receive a medal from and rose above those
Obstacle courses cops and shots'll stop you from reaching your full potential
You dreaming, pinch you
This with no of paper
No pen or pencil, straight off the
Off the fly
Often they falsify what been through
I'm on old flyness
Sliding in
Minding my
My time is
My dogs locked down they through pictures
We wish we could break the bars, the extensive
My mind gotta be
You with sickos, psychos
Po-9, 12, vest for your chest in this hell
He wearing beads on his neck to away the spells
And tattoos of his loved ones that they resting

I could take you to kitchens where actually cook
Nobody you then you had to get booked
Shoot at the car, hit the
Now the passenger
pack just came in from Cali
I ain't this kush
Remember sitting in the court like damn I'm in these cuffs
From having with smokers I ain't have enough dust
Early 50 baggies hit the Ave in a rush
We get it might do credit
Just don't ask for too
we touch

I been lately, the jungle crazy
On 10th Street leaning heavy, I the gun to shady
My shorty me
Twin 40's on me, I'm 80
Ten cash on me daily, I must be fucking crazy
The ladies love me
Butter Mercedes, parkay with a touch of
That's seats
The is still fuck you, just pay me
My neighbor to water, he stuck in the Navy
Same block where you could lose life
I be comfortable
My is way badder than yours, tell me why would I stare
dying my hair
I wake up, get as a Lear
You at me too long, niggas die for a stare
Drano said he them Giuseppe's, I'ma buy him a pair
I'ma run my city to the I get high with the mayor
This ain't
But we forming a Dynasty
Triangle, smoke choke 'em, I watch them strangle
Lost five of my
Now I know I got angels

I could take you to kitchens they actually cook
knew you then you had to get booked
Shoot at the car, hit the
Now the passenger
This pack just in from Cali
I passing this kush
Remember sitting in the court like I'm back in these cuffs
From having arguments with smokers I have enough dust
Early 50 baggies hit the Ave in a rush
We tryna get it might do
Just ask for too much
we touch

Hundreds we touch, I could, I
Hundreds we
I do credit, might do credit...
Just ask for too much
we touch
I might do credit, do credit...
Hundreds we
we touch
Gotta be a real nigga to feel a nigga
All you weirdos, huh, never get it
Eastside, border, Gang, dead way...