Luyện nghe bài hát One Of Us

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

You getting money, got a body you one of us

You getting money, got a body you one of us

Calculating, money, these niggas masturbating
clothes, fashion magazines, they fascinated
Double-M umbrella, the feds it tax shelter
Hit a million, they conspire to send the at you
Cha-cha-cha-cha, slide, catch me on other side
Foreign cars, private jets, high of homicide
Jacobs chocolate diamonds, they for my white bitch
Atheist, but her pussy be so righteous
Follow the rules, never let a man take jewels
And if he do, double back make sure he make the
It ain't arrest, they ain't a 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

Dice game, head crackers, time to get it
Only one in the studio could get a pack
Raw deal, rob a nigga it's on my appeal
Closest do us best, regardless how I feel
Went to the line and got 'em bitches on the day
Straight to the jeweler, and did the watches the way
Young sav on time, talking cake time
Next I build got to cross state lines
Niggas hate how I wear my on my sleeve
And half the team, got the choppers with the slings
It ain't a rust, stay in the til you a hundred up
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

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