Luyện nghe bài hát Peace Hardly

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

I'm that lil' nigga not them M's
I'm holdin' shit like it's good, mmm
I hidin' my hand, they know what it is
the hood as soon 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 my burner
I'm tryna see it is
Swerve in Bentley, hop out on a corner
my way to LA on a Lear
I see that your vision ain't looking too
bodies get left in the field
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
fly her in when I wanna
'Cause lil' chill
And that's all that matter, chit, no
And hoes get cut like pills
Bitch, don't run your 'bout nothin'
You that ain't real

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

Wrong side, we ride that bitch
Tell I say bring him right in the dead end
Fuck if he alone, how we get down
Not sayin' nothin' wrong with some 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 clear this out if they mug again
Now I'm back in this bitch, gotta again
of Xans, I be toppin' it with a ten
Dirty straps in that car when I'm with Ben
Catch another, I thinkin' another sin
Get it to 'em, no talkin', no
He gon' bang for that gang, no switchin' over
Travel out for things, just him and soldiers
For money, be less, better pray it's over

I can barely get peace
Lie they all in
I see all these people just scheme, I just wanna be
it's war, ain't 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 four
I'm really rich, I'ma that shit
I'ma shoot the shit, got of sticks
One million, two million, million
be with a nigga, ho, add some more
Why you worried 'bout me? You here with me
'Til you prove with me you ain't

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