Luyện nghe bài hát Surgical Gloves

[Intro:
Eight million stories,
Take niggas somewhere, man
Ya'll niggas never heard niggas like this before, man
ain't 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
Gold Jag', Ol' laughing yo, yo, what the fuck
They clapped him and the scalp it that way
Yo why they capped It went through his lap
Snatched his older pink hat, took his mango, get at
He painted it, blocks, aiming it
Hit a child, this is foul, but he styled with his flaming shit
Teddy with the red Range, supercharged
Rae & Ghost CD in his change, yo,
Spanish kid lingo, all I know is where he hang though, it sideways, angle
brush, tough talk, keep it real, daddy, got them thangos
I respect on how the game goes, the goes
Forget fresh niggas, test niggas, extra bless niggas, them egos
We blow you out your
Haha, mios, we get them twelve a ki, yo
it moving, slide off in the G.O.'s
Freeloaders, the D's over, your won't sell no more
over...

[Chorus:
Money, gear, drugs, guns,
All my sit, smelling the tears
Cookin snow white, it's just the poor life, never off fear
We all millionaires, now where my
(Money) You the code, drug money, gear money, baby
(Money) You know we fold the holders, cash blowers, yeah
(Money) So the D's come, we float and grab the boats, yea
(Money) Spend off, I got my win off, a potent year

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

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