Luyện nghe bài hát The Pistol

We ain't 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

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

I reach for the buddha, and zone
I probably have a future of stress, stay depressed and be
But as far as the present time, on
I represent 'til I return to the S
And said I'm and gone

Nobody be broke and you neither
Put me on the co'na, watch me catch a case of cream fever
If you be popping shit, my niggas won't ya
Probably you in the face and take ya wallet when we see ya

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

Ain't nothing like a
When I was locked down, I learned about and dedication
And not to say shit unless you need a motherfucking lift
And as a youth, I was a
Running around 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 my got cash to get
Blast you the pistol
If I have to, in my mind, it's all about cash in a

I'm 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

Up late and upset and fed up
Niggas up wet, I'm dead up
Fuck to your head up
And when it go down, bond, we gotta get up

Too many down upstate, son, it's a set up
My life has up, many years, I'm straight up
Plenty bears for who here and those who ate up
and get sprayed up in the club

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

The best that you can do is my fucking crew
If the don't get'cha, Lord J'll jig ya
Acting artificial, get burnt my the pistol
Before it's done, my guns'll turn to missiles

Don't have to blow the on you
everybody knows you
Watch yourself borderline psychos
Who know my gotta hold a mint
Or they worth a cent
How can you represent if you can't pay the

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

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

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 have to, in my mind, it's all about cash in a

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

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

Forever keeping my shit for drama
steal, shit is for real
The way these is known to squeal, making sour deals
Thugs up in to mix these drugs, caught up in the humble
and paper by the bundle, how the Bronx humble

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

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

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