Luyện nghe bài hát 9 Shots

Fifty,
Ferrari,
Shooter,

I was then, I ain't do no wrong
She said, "you mommy man," I said, "yep, uh huh"
She was to me, when she came, I just lit up
Sunday I was so sharp, all did up
It was welfare hustlin', killed her for that
The first shot, bullet wound in my
I'm up, look at my sneakers, I'm fucked up
Now I'm on my own, gone
Sam said, "you a young boy, why your clothes look so
You don't need fish, 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 giving me my
I am what I am, Sabrina's baby
Practicing in the mirror, out my .380
Oh man, I up nana gonna kill me
Whenever shit can go wrong it will, see
grams of cocaine, three grams of dope
Saint Mary hanging from my rope
Try to punk me and my gun
Look, I'm control, my gun go
Off like it's legal, call the cops, you to
'em my description, I ain't bullshittin'
My high school sweetheart didn't last long
Niggas start that bread and she was gone
That hurt me like the in my calf then
My girl was a pain in the ass
I got two left, in case niggas try to get me
That's nine shots, we call it fifty

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