Luyện nghe bài hát Rich And Black

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

Rare nigga, I'm a wonder, your best is my worst blunder
Feds the number
Jacqueline Onassis could appreciate
Weed to alleviate the pain, Eddie Kane, Richard Pryor, 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 trust 'em, hate 'em but won't bust 'em
Cake in the savings, spinning wisdom it's like a

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

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

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

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

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

ya Sisco, murder instrumentals
Kanye rap, how many horses live official?
I run with generals that flash Uzis in
My is deep, we fly swimming dude

Verse 2 be all murder just like the first verse
Timbs yellow like the hair on a Malibu
Yellow like my Harry Winston arm B
Yellow like New York City stained concrete

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

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

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

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

From all the riches niggas forcing out they kid
in hallways or boats, now feel us kid
Out in in the Astons, remember my passion
Hungry wolf who eat in his castle

connects wrestlers yeah
Chef ambidextrous, quick to back you in like the shit
by the FBI, we gracious
More demonstrations shit is tough it, carnation

It was the
The Never

The poison master drunk is familiar to the Shaolin Monks

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