Luyện nghe bài hát One More Step

Ciphers in of The Apollo as a shorty
Now I got a clip full of in the .40
Louis, Guccis, every now and Mauris
I take too to come back, send for me
Know how to work it, big things pop on the underground
'til it surface
The nerve of peasants
Treat a rap budget like a bird how I it
Think get the message
Waters, Dutchies, lot of in a session
tough guys, herbs with aggression
Put your thoughts all over the curb with the
used to be superb now is depressing
Negative
Generated from the snakes and the
You remember me
I just get the started
Cold-blooded,
Either way you on
to the side, let the lane merge
The gun's like fried rice, who want they stirred?
the limelight, lemon drop-top off of crime life
Always see the crew in the
Yeah!
sedan, the shooters got Berettas in their hand
This is Mafia, veterans'll
Word to the tape on the brick, is raw
I'm in the 4x4, 8 8 in the clip
The hustling Harry Potter, shaking the
Ice in the bracelet the Matrix a glitch
And my like a spaceship
Got gold in my Nike
got ice in the laces
Pants got a gun where the is
basic, shirt smell like herb smoke
Chirp, yo, back
Let me who getting murked, though
Yeah, we getting money,
Who getting work,
And I got the Kush,
I got the Purple, squares
'Cause we got a hold on the
Kill you or hurt you, whatever's a
Beat you like ya parents you breaking your curfew

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

Yo, my life, what's left of it
Don't try to go to jail but if you do the best of it
If you crash into a then it ain't no estimate
It's a money-back guarantee, my
a definite
This is audio crack, guess who's it
Jadakiss and SP, do this
Gun play make you do son say
If the Lord send you a flight, the is one-way
Put that work in you young, you get power
The money don't match the running it get
rep the hood to the death
A promise is only good if it's
Niggas'll you for less
Silence is golden, go 'head, keep
The of opportunity keeps closing
We gon' see if you really a baller
A cell is small, but a casket is smaller
Burn out 30 a set shit, 60 a Key
That's shit, Jada & P shit
Lambos, hoopties, and groupies
Montclair, D-Squared, Pucci
Long trips, short trips, me nauseous
Court shit, gave them money for Porsches
Made a couple mil for the small
We rap and raw, so we on some street lore-Forbes shit
Wall still spin, upgraded the flip
Ain't touch it, ain't see it, ain't hear it
If it's money gone, believe we gon' about
some niggas to your crib, take the air up out it
Leave blood up in it
Listen, fam, the Lam's the of toast
The seats is like in it
No hammers in the club, box in it
Long and big checks
Get in the chest, face, wig, neck
Tre Pound, Sig, Tec
Play the game, get a is ya ship wreck
Learn from the best if you learn shit yet
Yeah!

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