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 everything to me, she came, I just lit up
Sunday I was so sharp, all did up
It was hustlin', they killed her for that
The first shot, wound in my back
I'm fucked up, look at my sneakers, I'm up
Now I'm on my own, mommy
Sam said, "you a young boy, why your clothes look so
You don't need fish, little nigga, you a pole
You don't need no new kicks, you an O"
Chop that, bag it, get right at it
That me, it hit me in my heart
I'm a hustler, homie, you was me my start
I am I am, Sabrina's only baby
in the mirror, pulling out my .380
Oh man, I fucked up nana gonna me
shit can go wrong it always will, see
Seven grams of cocaine, three grams of
Saint Mary medallion hanging 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 love didn't long
Niggas start flashing that and she was gone
That hurt me like the bullet in my then
My next girl was a in the ass
I got two shots left, in niggas try to get me
That's nine shots, we just call it

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