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 seen the vests and seen other kids in the resting
so loud they got surround sound
Smoking good shit 'cause they tryna take me to some hood shit
Any club, any fly
If start shooting all they remember is Nas was there
Some homies of yours affiliation on their personal time
with business can hurt down the line
It's that you ain't have nothing to do with
Your man end up getting you hit
Learn how to draw the line when we hang with the shooters
Strippers, and killers, leaches and opportunists
Where I come from it's ruthless, air you out from the
Tutored by coke movers, put holes ya'
You wouldn't get from me yo, you'd overlook me
Looking like I just get to that money and stay in some
Got a real dope life
Fly from the other side
Hecklers, PKs, nines and four-fives, point six twos
rifle shells, life is hell
Pussy sweeter wine tasting
But we won't self-indict
Be our own prosecutor, twenty five-to-life ourselves
We that moolah, rich shooters

You getting money, got a body you one of us

You getting money, got a then you one of us

Calculating, touching money, these niggas
clothes, fashion magazines, they fascinated
Double-M umbrella, the feds it tax shelter
Hit a million, they to send 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 bitch
Atheist, but her pussy be so righteous
the rules, never let a man take your jewels
And if he do, double back make sure he make the
It ain't arrest, they ain't a pussy til it's time to
You gettin' money, got a then you one of us

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

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

Dice game, crackers, time to get it back
Only one in the studio could get a pack
Raw deal, rob a nigga it's on my appeal
Closest friends do us best, how I feel
Went to the line and got 'em on the same day
Straight to the jeweler, and did the the same way
Young sav on face time, talking time
Next crib I build got to cross lines
Niggas hate how I wear my on my sleeve
And half the team, got the with the shoulder slings
It ain't a rust, in the trap til you a hundred up
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 body you one of us

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