Luyện nghe bài hát Surgical Gloves

[Intro:
million stories, nigga
Take niggas somewhere, man
Ya'll niggas never heard niggas rhyme this before, man
This no Wizard of Oz shit neither, man
For real, man,

Surgical gloves, snubs in the grass his blood
Homey hold that, the black, we black down
Jag', Ol' laughing yo, yo, what the fuck happened?
They clapped him and the it flew that way
Yo why capped him? It went through his lap
his older mom's pink hat, took his mango, get at
He painted it, slayed blocks, it
Hit a child, this is foul, but he styled with his flamer shit
Teddy with the red Range, supercharged
Rae & CD in his change, yo, Angel
Spanish kid lingo, all I know is he hang though, kept it sideways, angle
Good brush, tough talk, keep it real, daddy, got them
I respect on how the game goes, the goes
fresh niggas, test niggas, extra bless niggas, with them egos
We blow you out peacoats
Haha, adios mios, we get them a ki, yo
Keep it moving, off in the G.O.'s
Freeloaders, the D's over, your shit won't no more
over...

[Chorus:
Money, gear, drugs, guns,
All my niggas sit, the tears
Cookin snow white, it's just the poor life, living off fear
We all millionaires, now my shares?
(Money) You the code, drug money, gear money, baby
(Money) You know we fold the holders, cash blowers, yeah
(Money) So when the D's come, we float and the boats, yea
(Money) Spend off, I got my win off, a potent year

X6's red, up in with the dreds
Bags of black, fuck the
Papers in Aruba's, gold from Bermuda
In my living room spreads, cameras action, got the cranked
the food at? Hood jewelry on, I gots to do that
Long chain hatchet flooded up, you knew
Baby blue mack, stones on the nozzle
brocco's with the Jew bitches, all I got is two cracks
Gazelle lenses, clear rude wraps, every ziplock
And my peoples sit around, split that
High potent white kit kats, we sell up in the
Going door to door, every floor, every get
My gangsta shit, get gats, for every man, go a gram
Meet me by my drop head and drop lip back
Forty-seven quick claps, spray off on

[Outro:
on one of ya'll man, the streets is mine, nigga
You what we do, for real
Straight up, how we playing right now, man
Cause the streets, man, streets is making ya'll see, man
But some of ya'll is blind, for