Luyện nghe bài hát One More Step

Ciphers in front of The as a shorty
Now I got a full of hollows in the .40
Louis, Guccis, now and then Mauris
I too long to come back, send for me
Know how to work it, big pop on the underground circuit
Maintain 'til it
The nerve of peasants
Treat a rap budget like a bird how I it
Think they get the
Waters, Dutchies, lot of herb in a
So-called tough guys, herbs aggression
Put your thoughts all over the curb the Wesson
What to be superb now is depressing
energy
Generated the snakes and the centipedes
You will me
I get the storm started
Cold-blooded,
Either way you on
Move to the side, let the merge
The gun's like rice, who want they brain stirred?
Enter the limelight, lemon drop-top off of life
Always see the crew in the
Yeah!
American sedan, the shooters got in their hand
This is Mafia, veterans'll
Word to the on the brick, this is raw
I'm in the 4x4, 8 plus 8 in the
The Harry Potter, shaking the brick
Ice in the bracelet give the Matrix a
And my like a spaceship
Got gold in my checks
got ice in the laces
Pants got a gun the waist is
It's basic, shirt smell like herb
Chirp, yo, Chirp
Let me know who murked, though
Yeah, we money, nigga
Who work, though
And I got the Kush,
I got the Purple, move
we got a hold on the circle
Kill you or you, whatever's a virtue
Beat you like ya parents when you breaking your

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

Yo, living my life, what's of it
Don't try to go to but if you do make the best of it
If you crash a bullet then it ain't no estimate
It's a guarantee, my nigga
a definite
This is audio crack, guess cheffing it
Jadakiss and SP, do effortless
Gun play make you do son say
If the Lord you a flight, the ticket is one-way
Put that work in you young, you get power
The don't match the running it get sour
Still rep the to the death
A promise is only good if it's
kill you for less
Silence is golden, go 'head, keep
The window of opportunity closing
We gon' see if you really a clutch
A is small, but a casket is much smaller
out 30 a set shit, 60 a Key shit
That's street shit, & P shit
Lambos, hoopties, and groupies
Montclair, D-Squared, Emilio
Long trips, trips, making me nauseous
Court shit, gave them Jews 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
Send some niggas to your crib, 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
Long and big checks
Get popped in the chest, face, wig,
Tre Pound, Sig, Tec
Play the game, get a is ya ship wreck
from the best if you aint learn shit yet
Yeah!

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