Luyện nghe bài hát Trippple Cross

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

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

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

2: Future]
Pocahontas bitch, her long down to her ass
White jewelry on, like the flag
on your ankle, I put minks on your back
Trap go fast, nigga, bag full of cash
Trap comin' in, thousand bags of gas
Walked in the store and I fucked up the stash
Actavis on, big Rolex on, that new bitch look like a check
15 bitches just came England, sittin' 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 on my desk, lookin' like an Olympic
Hit my lick, I went to Gucci then I spent it

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

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

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