Luyện nghe bài hát Quiet Money

This is money fo life, understand huh
This is quiet fo life, TBS huh
Get it right, huh

This another one stressing
Keep pressing, guessing
Please I'm in the cut wit a bottle she's
Where I been that's the key

Niggas yelling keep
I must to left kind of deep impression, peep the essence
I in lesson if you seeking reference
leave ya weapon

See me if you connections we insessing
Built only brief accession
I mean my niggas wit flexions
So believe he's resting, the message

Fuck wit me niggas would be you breathless, leave you
I keep it gully like the Visa Question we this
probation got us extra hating
No explanation for the murders just rap-a-lations

This rap got us celebrating
we saving, we in hell with satan
Jails are smell probation, serve time got us telemaking
Legendary now niggas can't me nating
(Nothing)

Yo, at my hot ass was chasing bitches
At fifteen my brother told me get them
Told me every penny count hit them trinches
Don't floss to hard burn no riches

trust no bitch if ya doe is heavy
And don't smoke with her if the blunt already
No ass betting if you show it you betta it
Math class on the corner yeah I it

Die right now take twenty you bastards
Fuck it a fifth of Henny in my casket
Never got my ass kicked, never had a
I just went to high school the clip full

nigga act get a clip full
Mama me but the streets made me
Rum got me hazy chasing this
Fuck a dollar in a dream grams and a thro team

And I'm gone the block work
reing me up got the hood on clockwork
Bedstuy you know it's on
Gotta so strong, you could put it in a bomb

When I die, I'm go in fashion, guns blasting
inside coffins, memories get lost when you die
The is eye for an eye
But I will survive nigga

When I die, I'm gone go in fashion, blasting
Cash inside coffins, memories get lost you die
The is eye for an eye
But I will survive nigga

Jump out the top
Catch you why you at that weed spot
Speak not you them bitches be your weak spot
I'm in the trinches that's where niggas scared to come at

Where all the at
Where my flip them ones at
where my son's at
You of war but you don't want that

I blew the timbs out and the GS wit the rims out
I air bens out baby moms and her friend's out
I knock a lens out, I bring the and the mens out
I leave you lace up, you paralyzed from the up

I'll fuck your face up, I finish tossing cakes up
I'm eating the up, I iced the finger, neck and wrist up
If it's a mix up, look at all the that I fix up
I mean, I fucked up, fuck around you stuck up

Press ya luck up, back this truck up
I'm 'bout to black out, it's up to me to close track out
I pull the mack out, I blow your chest and your out
And the glock out, air this whole fucking block out

I knock a cop out, fuck a high drop out
Attempt murders, two to on a cop out
I'm fucking with my nigga's up on a lockout
The M A S A, you run mouth we smack the tast out
We blow your face out, pay the to throw the case out

Check the and the cats that play in it
money youngest lieutenant
Yeah world been a minute, I'm in it
To my stop or blood touch the concrete

deep, these streets got me gripping my heat
Losing sleep, breaking day sling crack to
W.D. forty to sixty having dreams
The the cream from the cradle to the casket green

Got the game up we the nasties team
We flash we steam if it's on then we mash beam
tape the sidewalk and leave a nasty scene
Your back is ya brain, face and chest get sprayed

The desert the the spot when it bust your way
We touch we lay in the streets it's a we play
We cook, we bust pots down and clust the way
From to day it's only right that we cock and spray

We speeding on could spot a snake from a away
I told you a what the game need is a of speed
the realism
I'm a speed

When I die, I'm gone go in fashion, blasting
inside coffins, memories get lost when you die
The is eye for an eye
But overall I will survive

When I die, I'm gone go in fashion, blasting
Cash inside coffins, get lost when you die
The is eye for an eye
But I will survive nigga