Luyện nghe bài hát The Pistol

We ain't trying to hear shit for
(Cash money)
We whole world off a
(Cash money)
To all my niggas with a lotta
(Cash money)
Watch yo' 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 heat burn through your flesh, to the bones

I for the buddha, cess and zone
I probably have a future of stress, stay 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

Nobody wanna be broke and you
Put me on the co'na, watch me catch a quick case of cream
If you be popping shit, my won't believe ya
Probably punch you in the face and ya wallet when we see ya

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

Ain't nothing like a
When I was down, I learned about patience and dedication
And not to say shit unless you a motherfucking face lift
And as a youth, I was a
around with pelagons, playing war
But now all about cash

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

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

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

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

We run it, so we take the blade 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 less

The that 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, even my turn to missiles

Don't to blow the whistle on you
'Cuz everybody you
Watch around borderline psychos
Who know my people gotta hold a
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 up in trife crime
In fights, you neva know you might find
We firm meanwhile 'cuz niggas that seem wild
Be bucking blanks, if they were men they wouldn't fuck pranks
I leave them niggas alone and stay
Until it down, as they remember how my tool sound

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 cash in a fistful

I'm up in a mix of shit
And I trying to hear shit 'til my got cash 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 world off a
(Cash money)
To all my niggas with a lotta
(Cash money)
yo' back money

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

Forever my shit cocked for drama
steal, shit is for real
The way these 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 humble

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

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

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