Luyện nghe bài hát You Like Me Better Rich

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

You don't 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 rich
You like me better
I caught ya live with the .44 mag
up bitch, show me where the stash
Now we got the dope we just on the cash
You know getting 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 'head the ?
box me in, I will kill a hostage
Bang close range, there wont be no get back
For the last time n-gga, us where the sh-t at
You're my nerves and I aint got patience
Barrell on my tre pound, I'll let ya ass it

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

Yeah, this that Power of the sound
Some of you n-ggas aint up on this
Uh, yeah 50, Back with
They gon call this the greatest of all time
This shit gon chills up your spine