Luyện nghe bài hát One More Step

Ciphers in of The Apollo as a shorty
Now I got a clip of hollows in the .40
Louis, Guccis, every now and Mauris
I take too long to back, send for me
Know how to it, big things pop on the underground circuit
Maintain 'til it
The nerve of peasants
Treat a rap budget like a how I stretch it
Think get the message
Waters, Dutchies, lot of in a session
So-called tough guys, herbs with
Put your thoughts all over the curb the Wesson
What to be superb now is depressing
Negative
Generated from the snakes and the
You remember me
I get the storm started
Cold-blooded,
way you on target
Move to the side, let the merge
The gun's like fried rice, who they brain stirred?
Enter the limelight, lemon drop-top off of life
see the crew in the hindsight
Yeah!
American sedan, the shooters got Berettas in their
is Mafia, veterans'll plan
Word to the tape on the brick, is raw
I'm in the 4x4, 8 8 in the clip
The hustling Harry Potter, the brick
Ice in the bracelet the Matrix a glitch
And my car's a spaceship
Got in my Nike checks
Jordans got ice in the
Pants got a gun the waist is
It's basic, shirt smell like herb
Chirp, yo, back
Let me know who murked, though
Yeah, we getting money,
Who getting work,
And I got the Kush,
I got the Purple, move
'Cause we got a hold on the
Kill you or you, whatever's a virtue
Beat you like ya parents when you your curfew

(Chorus)
Homie, life to the death
We gonna it to the top, just one more step
Get this money, it matter if it's cash or check
We gonna make it to the top, just one more
Big houses, cars and that's wet
We gonna make it to the top, just one step
To the family, friends, whole is set
We gonna it to the top, just one more step, one more step

Yo, living my life, left of it
Don't try to go to jail but if you do the best of it
If you into a bullet then it ain't no estimate
It's a money-back guarantee, my
Death's a
is audio crack, guess who's cheffing it
Jadakiss and SP, do this
Gun make you do whatever son say
If the Lord you a flight, the ticket is one-way
Put work in when you young, you get power
The money don't match the it get sour
Still rep the hood to the
A promise is only good if it's
Niggas'll kill you for
is golden, go 'head, keep dozing
The window of opportunity keeps
We gon' see if you really a baller
A cell is small, but a casket is much
out 30 a set shit, 60 a Key shit
That's street shit, & P shit
Lambos, hoopties, and groupies
Montclair, D-Squared, Pucci
Long trips, short trips, me nauseous
Court shit, gave them Jews money for
Made a couple mil for the shit
We rap and keep raw, so we on some lore-Forbes shit
Wall spin, upgraded the floor flip
Ain't it, ain't see it, ain't hear about it
If it's money gone, believe we gon' care
Send some niggas to crib, take the air up out it
Leave some up in it
Listen, fam, the Lam's the of toast
The is like butter in it
No in the club, box cutter in it
money and big checks
Get in the chest, face, wig, neck
Tre Pound, Sig, Tec
the game, get a plane is ya ship wreck
Learn from the best if you aint shit yet
Yeah!

(Chorus)
Homie, live life to the
We gonna make it to the top, one more step
Get money, it don't matter if it's cash or check
We make it to the top, just one more step
Big houses, and jewels that's wet
We gonna make it to the top, just one step
To the family, friends, whole is set
We gonna make it to the top, one more step, one more step