Luyện nghe bài hát The Pistol

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

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

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

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

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

Ain't nothing a education
When I was down, I learned about patience and dedication
And not to say shit unless you need a face lift
And as a youth, I was a
Running around with pelagons, war
But now it's all about

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

I'm up in a mix of shit
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 cash in a fistful

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

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

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

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

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

And a dent in my life time, I'm caught up in trife crime
In fights, you know what you might find
We stand firm 'cuz niggas that seem wild
Be bucking blanks, if they were men they wouldn't fuck pranks
I them niggas alone and stay home
Until it cool down, as they remember how my sound

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 have to, in my mind, all about cash in a fistful

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

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

Yeah, we up on we dealing with
We no criminals, we got the right to have gats
As long as the army, navy, air force, got gats
We hold 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 rats is known to squeal, making sour deals
up in to mix with these drugs, caught up in the humble
Bricks and paper by the bundle, how the Bronx

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

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

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