Luyện nghe bài hát Peace Hardly

(Yeah, yeah, Neeko, you that mothafuckin' beat?)
(Ah, nah, you make that motherfucker)
(Oh Lord, Jetson made one)

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

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

I can get peace hardly
Lie like all in
I see all these people wanna scheme, I just wanna be
When war, ain't no stallin'
All we be stalkin'
see where they hidin' or where they be
We slangin' heat, die in the street
Hundred, two hundred, three
hundred, five hundred, six, add four more
I'm really rich, spend that shit
shoot 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 here with me
'Til you prove me you ain't innocent

Wrong side, we gon' ride bitch
shorty I say bring him right in the dead end
Fuck if he alone, how we get down
Not sayin' nothin' wrong with some friends
It's 187, we shit down
right in the town, they movin' in
She ain't right for my heart, so I'm out
I'ma clear this bitch out if they mug
Now I'm back in bitch, gotta thug again
of Xans, I be toppin' it with a ten
Dirty straps in 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, ain't no switchin'
Travel out for them things, just him and
For that money, be less, better pray over

I can barely get hardly
Lie like all in
I see all these 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 that heat, die in the street
Hundred, two hundred, hundred
Four hundred, five hundred, six, add four
I'm really rich, spend that shit
I'ma shoot the shit, got of sticks
One million, two million, million
be with a nigga, ho, add some more
Why you worried 'bout me? You here with me
'Til you with me you ain't innocent

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