Luyện nghe bài hát The Pistol

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

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

I reach for the buddha, cess and
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

wanna be broke and you neither
Put me on the co'na, watch me catch a quick of cream fever
If you be popping shit, my niggas won't ya
Probably punch you in the face and take ya wallet we see ya

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Don't have to the whistle 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 a dent in my life time, I'm caught up in trife crime
In fights, you neva what you might find
We stand firm meanwhile 'cuz niggas that wild
Be bucking blanks, if were men they wouldn't fuck with pranks
I leave them niggas alone and stay
Until it cool down, as they how my tool sound

I'm up, caught up in a mix of shit
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 up in a mix of shit
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 trying to hear shit for
(Cash money)
We whole operating off a
(Cash money)
To all my niggas a whole lotta
(Cash money)
Watch yo' back

Yeah, we up on what we with
We no criminals, we got the right to have gats
As as the army, navy, air force, marines got gats
We hold heat, knamsaying?
our army gotta represent for us, word up
Aiyyo,
(Yeah)
Set shit, son

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

[Unverified] devils get deaded, never it, only known to set it
existence, obviously 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 whitey infiltrating your fortress
This is on, we 'bout to form, best for the storm
Y'all funny niggas quick to the alarm

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