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, every now and then
I too long to come back, send for me
Know how to it, big things pop on the underground circuit
Maintain 'til it
The of these peasants
Treat a rap like a bird how I stretch it
Think get the message
Waters, Dutchies, lot of herb in a
So-called tough guys, with aggression
Put your all over the curb with the Wesson
What used to be superb now is
Negative
Generated from the and the centipedes
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 rice, who want they brain stirred?
Enter the limelight, lemon off of crime life
Always see the crew in the
Yeah!
American sedan, the got Berettas in their hand
This is Mafia, plan
Word to the on the brick, this is raw
I'm in the 4x4, 8 8 in the clip
The hustling Harry Potter, shaking the
Ice in the bracelet give the a glitch
And my car's like a
Got gold in my checks
got ice in the laces
Pants got a gun where the is
It's basic, shirt smell like smoke
Chirp, yo, back
Let me who getting murked, though
Yeah, we money, nigga
Who getting work,
And I got the Kush,
I got the Purple, move
we got a hold on the circle
Kill you or hurt you, whatever's a
Beat you like ya parents when you breaking your

(Chorus)
Homie, live life to the
We gonna make it to the top, one more step
Get this money, it don't matter if cash or check
We gonna make it to the top, just one step
Big houses, cars and that's wet
We gonna make it to the top, just one more
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 jail but if you do the best of it
If you crash into a bullet it ain't no estimate
It's a money-back guarantee, my
a definite
This is crack, guess who's cheffing it
Jadakiss and SP, do this
Gun play make you do son say
If the Lord you a flight, the ticket is one-way
Put that work in when you young, you get
The money don't match the running it get
Still rep the hood to the
A promise is only good if it's
kill you for less
Silence is golden, go 'head, dozing
The of opportunity keeps closing
We gon' see if you really a clutch
A cell is small, but a casket is much
Burn out 30 a set shit, 60 a Key
That's street shit, & P shit
Lambos, hoopties, and groupies
Montclair, D-Squared, Pucci
Long trips, trips, making me nauseous
shit, gave them Jews money for Porsches
Made a mil for the small shit
We rap and raw, so we on some street 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 care 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 is like butter in it
No hammers in the club, box in it
Long and big checks
Get popped in the chest, face, wig,
Tre Pound, Sig, Tec
Play the game, get a plane is ya ship
Learn from the best if you aint shit yet
Yeah!

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