Luyện nghe bài hát Money Over Bullshit

My niggaz got scarred grills, skully hats and be fullys
Brat, cars peel, the Coast cartel
Rats get their tails and trapped
The snitches in the streets and the who rap

euphoria, a dose of death to all of ya
Coroner choruses sung The Bridge to Astoria
Dreams of fallin' in the elevator, floors
Suddenly stop, the doors open up to a wall

I can the haters, wishful thinkers, bad luck prayers
your tarot cards and bodyguards gettin' sprayed up
Sabotagin' my makeup, my watches get up
Even if indicted Jacob

Forensics, Paramedics cowards off
shock to your chest, try to cough
They die and hit Hell from an
I'm flyin', or cell, I'm paid from this shit

Got bitches high as hell, and they fuckin' like AIDS don't
They get sent to hotel, a maid and a shit
Put a barrel in a capo mouth, 'til his scalp out
You a kid, you don't live you rap about

King poetic, too many to count
Too paper to count, QB bitch

me in war, many will live, many will mourn
Money over bullshit, over brawn
Afraid not of of you cowards but of my own strength
Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own

Join me in war, will live, many will mourn
(My own strength nigga, what I'm scared of)
Money over bullshit, pistols over
not of none of you cowards but of my own strength
Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own

Got seven candles lit, wallpaper, black carpet
Thinkin' 'bout nigga to target
You kill a nigga today, he lives
So I out smarter, there'll be no Martyrs

Tec on the table, Mag .44
Black on my bitch, she's at the door
Black fish eggs, nigga, that's the
You niggaz fish-made, niggaz is fifth grade

Niggaz, it's fifty ways to the General
If I ya the top five, you will not survive
Rule 1, cocksucker, my name from your tongue
Rule 2, thought ya knew don't fuck God's Son

Rule 3, see, matter fact, I wait
If y'all reach top five, then I'ma eat y'all
Each one of you guys that claim is still alive
Like y'all ain't in wit Nas

Join me in war, many live, many will mourn
Money over bullshit, pistols over
not of none of you cowards but of my own strength
Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own

me in war, many will live, many will mourn
(My own nigga, that's what I'm scared of)
Money bullshit, pistols over brawn
Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own
Afraid not of of you cowards but of my own strength

From crack pushers to pushers and ambushers
And morticians to fortresses, laced in riches
ridiculous from nickel and dimin' to trickin' them diamonds
Vegas, places in

From non-blastin' to auto, I don't have to blast
blast mine, black nine, you flatline, my cash climb, buy rare art
Antique pieces, Lisa's, own no leases
restaurant eaters

Don't forget who peeps is
'Sposed to dine with you, sip that wine with you
Only if they with you or slang for ya
niggaz live, laugh, party and die in that very same corner

Pretty girls glance at us, status
Private planes landed out in Teterboro, weed I
Once even gave me a phobia I be in a spot trapped
Like Madame Zenobia's with kid eyein' my Rolly, y'all

Join me in war, many will live, many mourn
over bullshit, pistols over brawn
Afraid not of none of you but of my own strength
not of none of you cowards but of my own strength

Join me in war, many will live, many will
(My own nigga, that's what I'm scared of)
Money bullshit, pistols over brawn
Afraid not of of you cowards but of my own strength
Afraid not of none of you cowards but of my own

There it is, QB bitch,
QB bitch, yeah,
QB