Luyện nghe bài hát 9 Shots

Fifty,
Ferrari,
Shooter,

I was then, I ain't do no wrong
She said, "you little man," I said, "yep, uh huh"
She was to me, when she came, I just lit up
morning I was so sharp, all did up
It was welfare hustlin', killed her for that
The shot, bullet wound in my back
I'm fucked up, at my sneakers, I'm fucked up
Now I'm on my own, gone
Sam said, "you a boy, why your clothes look so old?
You need fish, little nigga, you need a pole
You don't no new kicks, you need an O"
Chop that, bag it, get back at it
touched me, it hit me in my heart
I'm a hustler, homie, you was me my start
I am what I am, Sabrina's only
in the mirror, pulling out my .380
Oh man, I fucked up nana gonna me
Whenever can go wrong it always will, see
grams of cocaine, three grams of dope
Saint Mary hanging from my rope
Try to me and my gun smoke
Look, I'm control, my gun go
Off it's legal, call the cops, you need to
Give 'em my description, I bullshittin'
My high school love didn't last long
Niggas start flashing that bread and she was
That me like the bullet in my calf then
My next girl was a in the ass
I got two left, in case niggas try to get me
That's nine shots, we just call it

said the Lord gon' bless us
Mama said, said
Mama said the Lord gon' us
Then in came the landlord, beef, and the
Mama said the Lord gon' us
said, mama said
Mama the Lord gon' bless us
The dope the shit the food stamps couldn't get us
said the Lord gon' bless us
That's what mama said, that's what mama