Luyện nghe bài hát Peace Hardly

(Yeah, yeah, Neeko, you made mothafuckin' beat?)
(Ah, nah, you ain't that motherfucker)
(Oh Lord, Jetson made one)

I'm that lil' not spendin' them M's
I'm holdin' that shit like good, mmm
I hidin' my hand, they know what it is
Leave the as soon as blood spill, boom
Bring them sticks out, go crazy
Show no love, straight
.45 Glock ain't got no
In the North, we at war with the other

Fuck all you niggas, I'm with my burner
I'm tryna see it is
in that Bentley, hop out on a corner
Make my way to LA on a
I see that your ain't looking too clear
bodies get left in the field
And them diamonds get set on a
And my mind set on a mil'
All night, standin' on corner
We on go, we see 'em
fly her in when I wanna
'Cause lil' chill
And all that matter, chit, no chatter
And hoes get cut like pills
Bitch, don't run your 'bout nothin'
You that ain't real

I can barely get peace
Lie like all in
I see all people just wanna scheme, I just wanna be
When war, ain't no stallin'
All night we be
Let's see they hidin' or where they be
We slangin' that heat, die in the
Hundred, two hundred, three
Four hundred, hundred, six, add four more
I'm really rich, spend that shit
I'ma the shit, got plenty of sticks
One million, two million, three
Wanna be with a nigga, ho, add more
Why you worried 'bout me? You ain't with me
you prove with me you ain't innocent

Wrong side, we gon' ride that
Tell shorty I say bring him right in the end
if he alone, know how we get down
Not sayin' nothin' with some dead friends
It's 187, we burnin' shit
Murder in the town, they movin' in
She right for my heart, so I'm movin' out
I'ma clear this bitch out if mug again
Now I'm back in this bitch, gotta again
of Xans, I be toppin' it with a ten
Dirty in that car when I'm with Lil' Ben
Catch another, I ain't another sin
Get it to 'em, no talkin', no
He gon' bang for that gang, no switchin' over
Travel out for them things, him and soldiers
For that money, be less, better pray over

I can barely get peace
Lie like all in
I see all these people just wanna scheme, I just be
When it's war, no stallin'
All we be stalkin'
see where they hidin' or where they be
We that heat, die in the street
Hundred, two hundred, hundred
Four hundred, hundred, six, add four more
I'm really rich, I'ma spend shit
I'ma the shit, got plenty of sticks
One million, two million, million
Wanna be a nigga, ho, add some more
Why you worried 'bout me? You here with me
'Til you prove me you ain't innocent

I'm that lil' not spendin' them M's
I'm holdin' shit like it's good, mmm
I ain't hidin' my hand, they what it is
Leave the hood as as blood spill, boom
Bring them sticks out, hood go
Show no love, straight
.45 Glock ain't got no
In the North, we at war with the side