Luyện nghe bài hát One Of Us

You could die young out
Mess around and die before twenty one out
Mamas stressing, seen ratchets
In the dresser, she not questions
She seen the vests and seen other kids in the resting
Weed so loud they got sound
Smoking good shit they tryna take me back to some hood shit
Any club, any fly
If they shooting all they remember is Nas was there
Some homies of bangin' affiliation on their personal time
Conflict with can hurt down the line
something that you ain't have nothing to do with
Your man end up getting you hit
Learn how to draw the line from we hang with the shooters
Strippers, dealers and killers, and opportunists
Where I from it's ruthless, air you out from the Ubers
by coke movers, put holes through ya'
You wouldn't get that from me yo, you'd me
like I just get to that money and stay in some pussy
Got a real dope life
Fly nigga the other side
Hecklers, PKs, nines and four-fives, seven point six
Deer-hunting rifle shells, life is
Pussy sweeter wine tasting
But we won't ourselves
Be our own prosecutor, won't twenty ourselves
We bout that moolah, rich

You getting money, got a then you one of us

You money, got a body then you one of us

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

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

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

game, head crackers, time to get it back
Only one in the that 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 line and got 'em bitches on the day
to the jeweler, and did the watches the same way
Young sav on face time, talking time
Next I build got to cross state lines
Niggas hate how I my heart on my sleeve
And half the team, got the choppers with the shoulder
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 money, got a body then you one of us)