Luyện nghe bài hát Rich And Black

And regardless to how much power you
When God sends and messengers
They don't care nothing your power
Because they come from power

Rare nigga, I'm a wonder, best success is my worst blunder
tapped the number
Jury Jacqueline Onassis could
Weed to alleviate the pain, Eddie Kane, Richard Pryor, ring

ya conduct nigga, full pardons for my niggas that's livin'
You guessed it, models, y'all 'em if they anorexic
'em but can't trust 'em, hate 'em but won't bust 'em
Cake in the savings, wisdom it's like a custom

Tats of Hieroglyphics, on the collar
I got more to lose you do but I'm a rider
When did the rules change? Y'all trendy on pennies
Meetin' deadlines with ease, no

You fire, I'm butane, gave the Timbs belts
are the times that I surprise myself
My niggas like Black Crowes at packed shows
The don voice stay pristine I'm still 17

I'm rick, black, African, a golden Mack
Trailing leather Gucci on my back
Willied by hoodlum in the trench
these niggaz, 86 gazelles, dicing their defense

Mike Tyson disciple, trifle my pen, it's a rifle
16 ways to shoot you through your duke
with niggaz the jails argue
Bring the best niggas to the table, I'll 4 of my whales on you

Custom wooded speakers rock
Run from polices, dump on creatures, holidays preachers
Stainless Steel watches ostrich turtlenecks, the deal
If we can't come in, they can't have the

ya Sisco, murder instrumentals
Kanye porsche rap, how many horses official?
I run with generals that Uzis in interviews
My is deep, we fly swimming dude

2 gotta be all murder just like the first verse
Timbs yellow like the on a Malibu surfer
Yellow like my Harry Winston arm B
like New York City piss stained concrete

That's right yo, who toastin' in the wind?
Las odors, what you know
Leave it right here, we go to the
Put a on your head, be promoted
Keys in effect, paying dumb fuckin' D's off a donuts

I hate to see you acting like a
To get an here, an advance there
Because somebody else controls your

I'm rich, black, calico captain
Wes with a blade and a black
hood ornaments, junkies win awards in my tournaments
My shit is listed like pics

You we order hits, planes fire, niggas is sure to get ya
Whether in Costa Rica, she's sure to twist ya
chow lo mein with chopsticks, glocks with aim
Watermelon chips, pop pain

From all the riches niggas forcing out feelings kid
in hallways or boats, now feel us kid
Out in Alaska in the Astons, my passion
Hungry wolf who never eat in his

connects wrestlers yeah
Chef ambidextrous, to back you in like the Lexus shit
Hunted by the FBI, we
More demonstrations shit is tough milk it,

It was the
The Never

The poison your master drunk is familiar to the Monks

We don't talk, you're die
My lord,
Quiet
There's no point to it, he's just his master
He's not gonna you