Luyện nghe bài hát Rich And Black

And regardless to how power you have
God sends prophets and messengers
They care nothing about your power
Because they come from power

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

Watch ya conduct nigga, full pardons for my that's livin'
You guessed it, models, keep 'em if they anorexic
Love 'em but can't trust 'em, hate 'em but bust 'em
Cake in the savings, spinning wisdom it's a custom

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

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

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

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

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

Bones ya Sisco, murder
Kanye porsche rap, how many horses live
I run with generals that Uzis in interviews
My shit is deep, we fly swimming

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

That's right yo, who toastin' in the wind?
Las odors, what you know
it right here, we go to the Lotus
Put a on your head, be promoted
Keys in effect, paying these dumb fuckin' D's off a

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

I'm rich, black, umbrella captain
Wes Craven with a and a black
From ornaments, junkies win awards in my tournaments
My shit is listed informants pics

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

From all the niggas forcing out they feelings kid
Whether in hallways or boats, now 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 demonstrations shit is tough milk it,

It was the
The Never

The poison your master drunk is familiar to the Shaolin

We don't talk, gonna die
My lord,
Quiet
There's no point to it, he's like his master
He's not gonna you