Luyện nghe bài hát One Of Us

You die young out here
around and die before twenty one out here
Mamas stressing, seen them
In the dresser, she not asking
She the vests and seen other kids in the casket resting
Weed so loud got surround sound
Smoking good shit 'cause tryna take me back to some hood shit
Any club, any fly
If they start shooting all they remember is Nas was
Some homies of bangin' affiliation on their personal time
Conflict with can hurt down the line
It's something that you ain't have to do with
Your man end up getting you hit
Learn how to draw the line from when we hang with the
Strippers, dealers and killers, and opportunists
Where I come from it's ruthless, air you out the Ubers
by coke movers, put holes through ya'
You wouldn't get that from me yo, you'd me
Looking I just get to that money and stay in some pussy
Got a pretty real life
Fly from the other side
Hecklers, PKs, nines and four-fives, seven six twos
rifle shells, life is hell
Pussy sweeter than tasting
But we self-indict ourselves
Be our own prosecutor, won't twenty five-to-life
We bout that moolah, shooters

You money, got a body then you one of us

You getting money, got a then you one of us

Calculating, money, these niggas masturbating
Tailored clothes, fashion magazines, they
Double-M umbrella, the call it tax shelter
Hit a million, they conspire to the rats at you
Cha-cha-cha-cha, slide, me on that other side
Foreign cars, jets, high rate of homicide
Marc Jacobs chocolate diamonds, they for my white
Atheist, but her pussy could be so
Follow the rules, never let a man take your
And if he do, back make sure he make the news
It ain't arrest, they a pussy til it's time to bust
You gettin' money, got a body you one of us

You gettin' money, got a body you one of us

You money, got a body then you one of us

game, head crackers, time to get it back
Only one in the studio could get a pack
Raw deal, rob a nigga like it's on my
friends do us best, regardless how I feel
Went to the and got 'em bitches on the same day
to the jeweler, and did the watches the same way
Young sav on face time, talking cake
Next I build got to cross state lines
Niggas hate how I wear my on my sleeve
And half the team, got the choppers the shoulder slings
It ain't a rust, in the trap til you a hundred up
You gettin' money, got a then you one of us

You money, got a body then you one of us
You money, got a body then you one of us

(You gettin' money, got a then you one of us)