Luyện nghe bài hát Peace Hardly

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

I'm that lil' nigga not spendin' M's
I'm holdin' that like it's good, mmm
I ain't hidin' my hand, they what it is
Leave the hood as soon as spill, boom
Bring them out, hood go crazy
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
Make my way to LA on a
I see that vision ain't looking too clear
bodies get left in the field
And them diamonds get set on a
And my stay set on a mil'
All night, on that corner
We on go, we see 'em
I'ma fly her in I wanna
'Cause lil' chill
And all that matter, chit, no chatter
And these get cut like pills
Bitch, don't run your mouth nothin'
You know ain't real

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

Wrong side, we ride that bitch
Tell I say bring him right in the dead end
if he alone, know how we get down
Not sayin' nothin' wrong some dead friends
It's 187, we shit down
Murder right in the town, movin' in
She right for my heart, so I'm movin' out
clear this bitch out if they mug again
Now I'm back in bitch, gotta thug again
of Xans, I be toppin' it with a ten
Dirty straps in that car when I'm Lil' Ben
Catch another, I ain't thinkin' 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, better it's over

I can barely get peace
Lie they all in
I see all these people wanna scheme, I just wanna be
it's war, ain't no stallin'
All we be stalkin'
Let's see they hidin' or where they be
We slangin' heat, die in the street
Hundred, two hundred, three
Four hundred, hundred, six, add four more
I'm really rich, I'ma spend that
I'ma shoot the shit, got plenty of
One million, two million, three
Wanna be a nigga, ho, add some more
Why you 'bout me? You ain't here with 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 hidin' my hand, they know it is
Leave the hood as soon as blood spill,
Bring them sticks out, hood go
Show no love, straight
.45 ain't got no safety
In the North, we at war with the side