Luyện nghe bài hát Rich And Black

And regardless to how much power you
When God prophets and messengers
They don't care nothing about your
Because they come from power

Rare nigga, I'm a wonder, your best success is my worst
tapped the number
Jury Jacqueline Onassis appreciate
Weed to the pain, Eddie Kane, Richard Pryor, pinky ring

Watch ya conduct nigga, pardons for my niggas that's livin'
You guessed it, models, y'all keep 'em if they
Love 'em but can't trust 'em, 'em but won't bust 'em
in the savings, spinning wisdom it's like a custom

Tats of Hieroglyphics, on the collar
I got more to than you do but I'm a rider
did the rules change? Y'all livin' trendy on pennies
Meetin' with ease, no gain

You fire, I'm butane, the Timbs ostrich belts
These are the times that I myself
My lookin' like Black Crowes at packed shows
The don voice stay pristine I'm still 17

I'm rick, black, African, rockin' a Mack
leather Gucci leggings on my back
Willied by some in the trench
Rinse these niggaz, 86 gazelles, their defense

Mike Tyson disciple, trifle with my pen, a rifle
16 ways to shoot you through Chrysler duke
Exhalin' niggaz the jails argue
Bring the best to the table, I'll sick 4 of my whales on you

Custom wooded rock Elise's
Run from polices, dump on creatures, with preachers
Stainless Steel ostrich turtlenecks, here's the deal
If we can't come in, can't have the field

Bones ya Sisco, instrumentals
Kanye porsche rap, how horses live official?
I run generals that flash Uzis in interviews
My shit is deep, we fly swimming

Verse 2 gotta be all murder just the first verse
Timbs like the hair on a Malibu surfer
Yellow my Harry Winston glistenin' arm B
Yellow like New City piss stained concrete

That's right yo, who voted toastin' in the
Las Vegas odors, you know
Leave it right here, we go to the
Put a package on your head, be
Keys in effect, these dumb fuckin' D's off a donuts

I hate to see you acting a slave
To get an advance here, an advance
Because somebody else your destiny

I'm rich, black, calico captain
Wes Craven with a blade and a
hood ornaments, junkies win awards in my tournaments
My shit is listed like informants

You know we hits, planes fire, niggas is sure to get ya
in Costa Rica, Lisa she's sure to twist ya
Eatin lo mein with chopsticks, glocks with aim
Watermelon chips, pop some

From all the niggas forcing out they feelings kid
in hallways or boats, now feel us kid
Out in Alaska in the Astons, remember my
Hungry wolf who never eat in his

Bolivian wrestlers yeah
Chef ambidextrous, quick to you in like the Lexus shit
Hunted by the FBI, we
More shit is tough milk it, carnation

It was the
The Never

The poison master drunk is familiar to the Shaolin Monks

We talk, you're gonna die
My lord,
down
There's no point to it, he's just his master
not gonna tell you