Luyện nghe bài hát Surgical Gloves

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

Surgical gloves, in the grass with his blood
Homey hold that, the four black, we down
Gold Jag', Ol' laughing yo, yo, the fuck happened?
clapped him and the scalp it flew that way
Yo why capped him? It went through his lap
Snatched his older mom's pink hat, his mango, get at
He it, slayed blocks, aiming it
Hit a child, this is foul, but he with his flamer flaming shit
Teddy with the red Range, Kangols
Rae & CD in his change, yo, Angel
Spanish kid lingo, all I know is where he though, kept it sideways, angle
brush, tough talk, keep it real, daddy, got them thangos
I on how the game goes, the same goes
Forget fresh niggas, test niggas, extra bless niggas, with them
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 won't sell no more
over...

[Chorus:
Money, gear, drugs, guns,
All my niggas sit, the tears
Cookin white, it's just the poor life, never living off fear
We all millionaires, now my shares?
(Money) You know the code, drug money, gear money,
(Money) You know we fold the stash holders, 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 the dreds
of black, fuck the feds
Papers in Aruba's, gold from Bermuda
In my room spreads, cameras action, got the calico cranked
Where the at? Hood jewelry on, I gots to do that
Long hatchet flooded up, you knew that
Baby blue mack, stones on the stick
Bulletproof brocco's the Jew bitches, all I got is two cracks
lenses, clear rude wraps, bagging every ziplock
And my sit around, cops split that
High potent white kit kats, we up in the hood
Going to door, every floor, every get back
My shit, get gats, for every man, here go a gram
Meet me by my drop head and your lip back
quick claps, spray off on something

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