Luyện nghe bài hát You Like Me Better Rich

Theres about the way i get it
I do, I get it
Theres something the way I did it
there's nothing to it

You wanna see a n-gga doing bad
My eyes turn red I'm pulling out a mag
You see shit when ya ass get hit
You like me better
You me better rich
I caught ya live with the .44 mag
Shut up bitch, show me where the
Now we got the dope we waiting on the cash
You know your hit, you're getting hit

N-gga time, money, money
Smoke the barrell of the
See ya see ya blood
Tell ya punk ass
Lay down, stay
Go kiss the ?
Police box me in, I will kill a
bang close range, there wont be no get back
For the last time n-gga, tell us where the at
You're working my nerves and I got patience
Barrell on my tre pound, I'll let ya ass it

This little of mine, I'm gon let it shine
Right the barrell, I'm sure I wont miss
Say a prayer I don't care, I'm here for the
Pay dumb, get done, it murder one
Six shots pop, hit a pop, ricochet
catching hot, hell so far away
Cough up the cash shit get really bad
You don't really wanna see a n-gga when he mad

Yeah, this Power of the Dollar sound
Some of you n-ggas even up on this
Uh, yeah 50, Back with
gon call this the greatest coe=meback of all time
This gon bring chills up your spine