Luyện nghe bài hát Trippple Cross

[Intro: Young
Murder was the that they gave niggas like us
Murder was the that they gave niggas like us

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

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

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

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

[Verse 3: Young
Hundred racks, hundred racks, day I juug a hundred packs
Walk out the door with it and you'll never get your back
200 racks, 200 racks, month I make 200 racks
Call with a brick or what, how the you get off bond for that?
ass niggas got the game fucked up
Tellin' on niggas just to get time cut
Wake up out my sleep and some Freebandz up
Scooter get your money, 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 me with these millions so I'ma keep 'em around
Street!

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