Luyện nghe bài hát One Of Us

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

You getting money, got a body you one of us

You money, got a body then you one of us

Calculating, touching money, these masturbating
Tailored clothes, fashion magazines, they
Double-M umbrella, the call it tax shelter
Hit a million, they conspire to send the at you
Cha-cha-cha-cha, slide, catch me on that other
Foreign cars, private jets, high rate of
Marc Jacobs diamonds, they for my white bitch
Atheist, but her pussy be so righteous
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 ain't a pussy til it's time to
You gettin' money, got a 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

Dice game, head crackers, to get it back
Only one in the that could get a pack
Raw deal, rob a nigga like on my appeal
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 cake
Next I build got to cross state lines
Niggas hate how I my heart on my sleeve
And the team, got the choppers with 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 gettin' money, got a body you one of us
You money, got a body then you one of us

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