Luyện nghe bài hát Peace Hardly

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

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

all you niggas, I'm strapped with my burner
I'm see what 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
Them get left in the field
And them get set on a bezel
And my stay set on a mil'
All night, standin' on that
We on go, we see 'em
fly her in when I wanna
'Cause shorty chill
And all that matter, chit, no chatter
And these hoes get cut pills
Bitch, don't run your mouth 'bout
You know ain't real

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

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

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

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