Luyện nghe bài hát You Like Me Better Rich

Theres something the way i get it
I do, I get it
something about the way I did it
Like there's to it

You don't see a n-gga doing bad
My eyes red than I'm pulling out a mag
You see shit clear ya ass get hit
You me better rich
You like me rich
I caught where ya with the .44 mag
Shut up bitch, me where the stash
Now we got the dope we waiting on the cash
You know your getting hit, you're hit

N-gga time, money, time
Smoke the barrell of the
See ya see ya blood
ya punk ass weak
Lay down, down
Go kiss the ?
Police box me in, I kill a hostage
Bang bang close range, there be no get back
For the last time n-gga, us where the sh-t at
You're working my nerves and I aint got
Barrell on my tre pound, I'll let ya ass it

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

Yeah, this that of the Dollar sound
Some of you n-ggas even up on this
Uh, 50, Back with avengeance
They gon this the greatest coe=meback of all time
This shit gon bring chills up your