Luyện nghe bài hát No More

Yeah,

I got the bag full of money
I got the work to Florida and I swore that
I will never hustle no more but I will never say no more
I got my mind, nah

I got the brown bag full of
I got the goin' to Florida and I swore that
I will hustle no more but I will never say that no more
I got my mind, right money

The pots hot as the rock
the paper chasin' man on the clock like hands
Grindin' like teeth, get money heat
Cliff Hukstable keep it comin' like

Gotta make last forever for or for better
Gotta make it past the so guns I got several
And everybody plays, the fool Aaron Nevelle
But I just play to win holler like heavy metal

like pedals from a rose so they ***
My buildin' bagels and legos
When I rose they froze, me for the pesos
I'm an A hole AK

Think face blow and understand I'm talkin' money by the case
Gun off safety, I'm in mode
I hold court until the case closed
bag ***

I got the brown bag full of
I got the work goin' to Florida and I that
I will never hustle no more but I never say that no more
I got my mind, nah

I got the brown bag of money
I got the work to Florida and I swore that
I will never no more but I will never say that no more
I got my mind, right right

Young new investment ain't no turnin' me
Had the rubber band in the button king sack
And I ain't never goin' back, sike I the life
Standin' under the street lights tryin' to get off that

At a reasonable nah, I ain't tryin' to bargain wit you
You *** hatin' well, I guess they be starvin' wit you
I got 2 jobs, I and I cop ***
Like father like son well, I was

I told the Birdman, give me a chance
And I don't even wanna tell you what I did my advance
I'm only a man, I had to feed my fam'
Takin' that hood *** and copped 24 grams

Man, I it is what it is, it was what it was
Before the rap game, I was sellin'
way I'm six figures before my first record
I'll y'all, don't respect my my work habits, I'm a hustla

I got the bag full of money
I got the work goin' to Florida and I that
I will never hustle no more but I will say that no more
I got my mind, nah

I got the bag full of money
I got the goin' to Florida and I swore that
I will never hustle no more but I will never say that no
I got my mind, right money

an eight to a quarter, from a half to a brick
From an 0 to the ozies, how I'm hood rich
And was the case got me emptyin' lot of clips
Stunna hollerin' Birdman, *** right in this ***

world throw the you up, I'm rollin' in the whip
With this on my mind, gotta hustla and to lift
high rise dealin' me and youngin' on some ***
Breaking bread, choppin' 'cause a *** ain't ***

Told as a how to roll with the chopper
If money on your for the money I'ma pop ya
*** wanna hate but money wouldn't stop us
From ridin' fly whips now they *** out

We while ya hating **, stunna is what made you **
I hear you poppin' *** but the Birdman you ***
Birdman got an army, Birdman got a
And Cash Money save ya

I got the brown bag full of
I got the work goin' to Florida and I swore
I will hustle no more but I will never say that no more
I got my mind, nah

I got the bag full of money
I got the work to Florida and I swore that
I will hustle no more but I will never say that no more
I got my mind, money right