Luyện nghe bài hát Trippple Cross

[Intro: Thug]
Murder was the that they gave niggas like us
Murder was the case that they gave like us

[Verse 1: Scooter]
day I wake up, I get high as a kite
Fuckin' with your mama, I damn near missed my flight
Drunk in the mall and pick it up, I don't no price
My lil' bitch from New York, she me talk to her nice
I told that bitch just pay attention, I could your life
You drive these bricks to Atlanta, I'll you 25 racks
How many bricks in the Bitch, don't worry 'bout that
Why you in that old ass Acura? I got a compartment in
Trap check, trap check, nigga, your spots
If anything missin', connect the dots
Shit, I from the bottom, no way in hell I could flop
Street Lottery, waitin' on my album to drop

[Chorus: Young
Murder be the case givin' niggas like us
First we caught was off a Xan, school buses
All the jewelry I got on today is white Ku Klux
[?] fire, dogs, jump in his cage, you ate up,

[Verse 2:
Pocahontas bitch, her hair down to her ass
White jewelry on, like the flag
Diamonds on your ankle, I put on your back
Trap go super fast, nigga, bag of cash
money comin' in, thousand bags of gas
Walked in the Cartier and I fucked up the stash
Good on, big Rolex on, that new bitch look like a check
15 bitches just came from England, on a Global Express
Walkin' in Fendi, no pretendin', have a lot of baguettes
top, wintertime, we can't turn down, 25 karats on my chest
14 keys on my desk, lookin' like an
Hit my first lick, I went to Gucci then I it

[Chorus: Young
Murder be the case they givin' like us
body we caught was off a Xan, school buses
All the jewelry I got on today is white Ku Klux
[?] fire, dogs, in his cage, you ate up, yeah

[Verse 3: Young
Hundred racks, hundred racks, every day I juug a packs
out the door with it and you'll never get your money back
200 racks, 200 racks, every I make 200 racks
Call a brick or what, how the hell you get off bond for that?
Broke ass niggas got the fucked up
on niggas just to get their time cut
Wake up out my and count some Freebandz up
get your money, stay away from them ducks
I'm not in the industry, I'm in the with bricks
In the streets pounds, lay your bitch ass down
Send a ghost at one of you niggas, he make a sound
God blessed me with these millions so I'ma keep 'em
Street!

[Chorus: Young
be the case they givin' niggas like us
First body we was off a Xan, school buses
All the jewelry I got on today is white like Ku
[?] fire, dogs, in his cage, you ate up, yeah