Luyện nghe bài hát Prosper

I need everything I for (
Joe Joe got 'em again) And some Prosper I'm tryna live
Prosper I'm tryna I'm just tryna live I just pray that I'm
livin' prosperous Coming from conditions moderate to
accomplishin' Each goal I ever set check off my bucket list Know
who you with,
you can't suck it baby just it Prosper, "
P" for the pussy gettin' thrown at me "
R" for the that Nas got me, the sky dweller (my nigga) "
O" for the ounces, I the most to the mountains (most) "
S" is for the sour, I sold to in housing' (got it) "
P" is for pack of that Newports
I couldn't never smoke (never) "
E" is for the easy-pass, get nervous I pass the toll,
a pole, pack a stick back on my shit I been through the worst,
it matter shit got me rich Story I could tell,
I could remember the smell Of my cell, thought I was in hell,
hit mama for mail I had CO's that I to hurt,
I'm speedin' fast, I just wanna reverse Get fame behind your
name and they gon' come at you I've seen friends go to the [?],
left blood on my shirt And I can't never get them stains out Try
and understand what this came Half deaf in my left ear from
shots that they rang out I'm tryna own property,
put my through private school Fiends was our neighbors,
their mamas us, we gotta move I thought I knew it all,
pay me to follow rules Almost lost my life for some Prada
shoes, you choose [Chorus] Is
dying worth everything you done lived
Ran out of Arm & Hammer, get more,
was piss poor I can't even add up all the clothing stores we
off I get fresher,
was so harder to get them off I smoke a lot, see a op,
spot 'em like a polka dot Always in the gutter like I a lot Open
up the top, blow up fifty bag to the heavens Keep a mask plus a
weapon, I ain't know if I was gon' or not I never knew 'bout no
or no movement (never) Now I'm recruitin' lieutenants,
my women they was in there boostin' She must of loved me,
she put this onion up in the coochie games,
my youngest one and not the one Boosie Heavenly scented,
the was rented Tryna prosper by any means,
I'm Malcolm in a Detroit I got the scars from my life of war I
love the rap, but I don't like the talk I get excited if the is
soft (powder) I push the Porsche until the pipes exhaust got
no felonies,
get a for it So many thoughts got me thinkin' like "
Shit, I record this" The couch was leather,
the floor was cold and the phone was Talkin' my mother crib,
ounces in my The cash in my Timberland box,
keep all extras The one they loved the most, kidnap 'em,
they'll get the message down 'til you come up,
you'll get your blessings Is
worth you then lived for?
Ran out of Arm & Hammer, get more,
was piss poor I can't even add up all the clothing stores we
off I get fresher,
was so harder to get them zips off I a lot, see a op,
spot 'em like a polka dot Always in the like I bowl a lot
(always) Open up the top (open),
blow up bag to the heavens Keep a mask
plus a weapon, I ain't know if I was blow or not
Yeah, It's the kid with the glow,
I get it and go See I talk fast,
you just listenin' slow You know,
get what you gotta get while you here man Do you do,
like doing it for TV or You know,
you're doing it for man, lotta money to be made,
make you make it Don't waste no more time,
time I can't even see what time it is on the Philipe,
but you know Catch up, you want, the money or the respect?
Pick one Joe Joe got 'em again