Luyện nghe bài hát The Pistol

We ain't trying to shit for what?
(Cash money)
We world operating off a
(Cash money)
To all my niggas with a whole
(Cash money)
yo' back money

You couldn't neva understand how my mind
I'm on some old school crime
When niggas sold two's to the dimes lit
no rules when these iron shots are stoned, dun
This heat burn through your flesh, straight to the

I reach for the buddha, cess and
I probably have a of stress, stay depressed and be alone
But as far as the time, it's on
I represent mine I return to the S
And said I'm dead and

wanna be broke and you neither
Put me on the co'na, watch me catch a quick case of fever
If you be popping shit, my niggas believe ya
Probably punch you in the face and take ya when we see ya

But son, it gets
I'm running a click that's being hunted by the Grim Reaper
To all my peoples in the man
Let'cha situation be a

nothing like a education
When I was locked down, I learned patience and dedication
And not to say unless you need a motherfucking face lift
And as a youth, I was a
around with pelagons, playing war
But now it's all cash

I'm caught up, caught up in a mix of
And I ain't trying to hear shit 'til my got to get
you with the pistol
If I to, in my mind, it's all about cash in a fistful

I'm caught up in a mix of
And I trying to hear shit 'til my got cash to get
Splash you the pistol
If I have to, in my mind, all about cash in a fistful

Up night and upset and fed up
Niggas coming up wet, I'm up
Fuck trying to your up
And it go down, word bond, we gotta get up

Too many locked upstate, son, it's a set up
My life has sped up, years, I'm straight up
Plenty bears for who ain't and those who ate up
Test and get up in the club

We run it, so we take the blade up in the booth
we couldn't shoot
We heat it up, losing the shirt, the bare chest
I'm blessed, puffing the skunk make me care

The best you can do is duck my fucking crew
If the slugs get'cha, Lord J'll jig ya
Acting artificial, get burnt my the pistol
Before it's done, my guns'll turn to missiles

have to blow the whistle on you
'Cuz everybody you
Watch around borderline psychos
Who know my gotta hold a mint
Or they ain't worth a
How can you if you can't pay the rent?

And leave a dent in my life time, I'm caught up in trife
In fights, you neva know what you find
We stand firm meanwhile niggas that seem wild
Be bucking blanks, if they were men they fuck with pranks
I them niggas alone and stay home
it cool down, as they remember how my tool sound

I'm caught up, up in a mix of shit
And I ain't trying to shit 'til my got cash to get
Blast you with the
If I have to, in my mind, it's all cash in a fistful

I'm caught up in a mix of
And I trying to hear shit 'til my got cash to get
you with the pistol
If I to, in my mind, it's all about cash in a fistful

We trying to hear shit for what?
(Cash money)
We world operating off a
(Cash money)
To all my niggas with a whole
(Cash money)
Watch yo' back

Yeah, we up on we dealing with
We ain't no criminals, we got the right to have
As as the army, navy, air force, marines got gats
We gon' heat, knamsaying?
'Cuz our gotta represent for us, word up
Aiyyo,
(Yeah)
Set shit, son

keeping my shit cocked for drama
Stainless steal, is for real
The way these rats is known to squeal, making sour
Thugs up in to mix with these drugs, up in the humble
Bricks and by the bundle, how the Bronx humble

[Unverified] devils get deaded, never regret it, only to set it
existence, obviously ya jetted
Speak the dissest, I see the and eagle
Back of the dollar bill, ill deceitful, we lethal

God falling, be balling, guzzling alcoholics
Two drinks, too many is like whitey your fortress
This is on, we to form, best prepare for the storm
Y'all niggas quick to ring the alarm

fell, now a nation is gel
We had to for four hundred or more
The Lord had the just living poor
the true and living back the power
Devils getting devoured, niggas the God holla