Luyện nghe bài hát Carter Ii

So you made it far, heh, we upstairs, I let you up here
You special, Marley, shoot, you know what this is?
Still The II people, still The Carter II people
Yeah, you still in The II people, hey yeah

All I have in this world is a and a promise
A full of dollars, a list full of problems
I'll them like P.O. Boxes
I'm from New Orleans, the Creole cockpit

We so out of it, zero
Gangsta gumbo, I'll 'em a pot of it
I'm wealthy, fuckin' wit that block shit
Wet your ass up, head to feet 'til your sock a

Don't slip, you might fall and your ass
No snakes at the carter, the gardener cut the grass
I hear 'em but they under mass
throwing pebbles at a bulletproof glass

That's Money, honey pie
We ain't runnin', we don't hide sayin' the other side
Don't get on it, this the dailiest grind
I'll put your on it and walk on it

The only for the art homie
How trace ya after I erase ya
Look around, we at war and you in preparation
I'm riding for them reparations, no

Slow is better than no paper
Fast money don't last too long, you pace it
You know that paper
If you got it from a caper, you blow that paper

know that photo phobia, no Kodak moments
Feds walls with my on 'em
Nah, I ain't even in the school
I don't do too much posin', got a cool look

Career crook, get your career
I'm back a briezeer hook
Bitch cheer, gear, the hunter's here
Better it by ear, you ain't nothing but a deer

Around here and here is The Carter
Serve it while hot out the pot to your mama
And tell me ain't nobody hotter
But get your boy some dippin' sauce, I want the enchilada

I got 'em by the collar, me drop 'em
On the at the bottom
You ain't gotta 'em 'cause I already shot 'em
And I gotta get 'em 'cause I already got 'em
Get 'em