Luyện nghe bài hát Peace Hardly

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

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

Fuck all you niggas, I'm strapped with my
I'm see what it is
in that Bentley, hop out on a corner
Make my way to LA on a
I see your vision ain't looking too clear
Them bodies get left in the
And them get set on a bezel
And my mind set on a mil'
All night, standin' on corner
We on go, we see 'em
I'ma fly her in when I
'Cause lil' chill
And that's all that matter, chit, no
And these hoes get cut pills
Bitch, don't run your mouth nothin'
You know that ain't

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

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

I can barely get hardly
Lie they all in
I see all these people just scheme, I just wanna be
it's war, ain't no stallin'
All we be stalkin'
see where 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, I'ma spend that
I'ma the shit, got plenty of sticks
One million, two million, million
be with a nigga, ho, add some more
Why you worried 'bout me? You ain't here me
'Til you prove with me you innocent

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