Luyện nghe bài hát Peace Hardly

(Yeah, yeah, Neeko, you made mothafuckin' beat?)
(Ah, nah, you make that motherfucker)
(Oh Lord, Jetson another one)

I'm that lil' nigga not spendin' M's
I'm holdin' that shit it's good, mmm
I ain't hidin' my hand, they what it is
Leave the hood as as blood spill, boom
Bring them sticks out, go crazy
Show no love, straight
.45 Glock got no safety
In the North, we at war with the other

Fuck all you niggas, I'm strapped with my
I'm see what it is
Swerve in that Bentley, hop out on a
my way to LA on a Lear
I see that vision ain't looking too clear
Them bodies get left in the
And diamonds get set on a bezel
And my mind stay set on a
All night, standin' on that
We on go, we see 'em
I'ma fly her in I wanna
'Cause shorty chill
And that's all matter, chit, no chatter
And these get cut like pills
Bitch, run your mouth 'bout nothin'
You know that real

I can get peace hardly
Lie they all in
I see all these people just wanna scheme, I wanna be
it's war, ain't no stallin'
All night we be
Let's see where they hidin' or they be
We slangin' that heat, die in the
Hundred, two hundred, three
Four hundred, five hundred, six, add four
I'm really rich, spend that shit
I'ma shoot the shit, got plenty of
One million, two million, three
be with a nigga, ho, add some more
Why you 'bout me? You ain't here with me
'Til you prove me you ain't innocent

Wrong side, we gon' ride that
Tell I say bring him right in the dead end
Fuck if he alone, how we get down
Not sayin' nothin' wrong with dead friends
187, we burnin' shit down
Murder right in the town, they in
She ain't for my heart, so I'm movin' out
I'ma this bitch out if they mug again
Now I'm back in bitch, gotta thug again
Full of Xans, I be toppin' it a ten
Dirty in that car when I'm with Lil' Ben
Catch another, I ain't another sin
Get it to 'em, no talkin', no
He gon' bang for that gang, ain't no over
Travel out for things, just him and soldiers
For that money, be less, better pray over

I can barely get hardly
Lie they all in
I see all these just wanna scheme, I just wanna be
When it's war, no stallin'
All night we be
Let's see where they hidin' or they be
We that heat, die in the street
Hundred, two hundred, three
Four hundred, five hundred, six, add more
I'm really rich, I'ma spend shit
I'ma shoot the shit, got of sticks
One million, two million, three
Wanna be with a nigga, ho, add more
Why you worried 'bout me? You ain't with me
'Til you prove me you ain't innocent

I'm lil' nigga not spendin' them M's
I'm holdin' that like it's good, mmm
I ain't my hand, they know what it is
Leave the hood as as blood spill, boom
Bring sticks out, hood go crazy
Show no love, homicide
.45 ain't got no safety
In the North, we at war the other side