Luyện nghe bài hát Ya Can't Trust Nobody

Man, what you need,
Yo' ass always come around here
this whole three dollar, two dollar, five dollar hit shit
Nigga come around here with a twenty sack of somethin'
My gotta get paid motherfucker
I'm outta here, catch me week beotch

Hop in my Chevy get to wheelin' down the
Makin' sales, whether slangin' weed or
major strapped up, me and my niggaz in the house
Might as well back up, on niggaz if they act up
On a mission with my gang, around we run thangs
Get paid, night, where we hang

'Cause it's a street thang, and automatic weapon
Keep a nigga intact, for these half-steppin'
Daz Dillinger, got up for real
Dealers servin' these niggaz for a quarter a
Ninety-eight my to kill, that's how it is
my family, fuck my friends, when my dope come in

You feel like fuck trust, a lose his life
Tryin' to trust on motherfuckers us
Stackin', stolen stack it ain't nuttin' but murders
Kidnappings jackings and cracking
Crackin' up in these parts, heat up in these parts

The parts of the motherfuckin' park
The tarantula's and I'm heated now
With somethin' in my right to keep y'all seated down
Repeated, headhuntin', for heads
Shot in the chest neck arm and

Ain't no fakin', we all out to get
Wettin' niggaz we do nowadays
(Nigga)

here, you can't trust nobody
Anybody's somebody tryin to somebody
(Somebody)
Whether weed or your life or narcotics
Anyway you get, you trust nobody

We jack a for a half a thang, we back up in this
With a flock of these chickens, three and a half million
Now we set, we relaxed chillin', livin' the life
Every day every night me and the Columbians flight
Eight hundred to fly across seas
When I it I make about twelve million G's
I'm a two thousand Ricky Ross, the sauce
And it pay to be the boss when yo' ass get crossed
Every on the street gets paid

A couple spread, bear arms nigga, warfare nigga
Shut down the alarms
Time to hit off, get off break off
If he don't in the bread then take off
Columbian ties, Columbian mob members in neckties
disfigured, Daz MIDI machine Dillinger
Two shotty Young Gotti, 'bout to put it on

And my mindstate today is everybody

Around here, you can't trust
Anybody's tryin to jack somebody
(Somebody)
Whether weed or your life or narcotics
Anyway you get, you trust nobody

here, you can't trust nobody
Anybody's somebody tryin to jack
(Somebody)
Whether it's weed or your or narcotics
Anyway you get, you trust nobody

Shit, who the fuck at the
Aww man, the police,
get out of here man c'mon
Flush the shit, the coke