Luyện nghe bài hát Rich Shooters

[Intro: Q Da
Bow, bow
Rich shooter, uh, rich
Yeah,
Yeah, round goon
Uh, bitch I'm on the spoon
I'm

1: Q Da Fool]
Fuck your shooter, heard his pistol on
I might double wrap and wrap your wife and baby
I've been poppin' rubber bands, rubber bands drove me crazy
I can't with rappers, I ain't been feelin' rappers lately
In and out of jail, I them crackers drove me crazy
I might smoke a nigga, I might give his mother
Rest in peace Bob that's how Bob raised me
He was with that dope, Medellin, we was wavy
Fuck a deal, the bricks and scales really paid me
Coulda been in Mercedes, fuck 12 tryna me
with the junkies, jungle 50s, we go monkey
I really dropped niggas day
show 'em how the mob play
Get up close, personal, my shit face to (Face to face)
You could pick a time, you pick a place, I'ma beat the case (Fuck nigga)
Finesse plug, finesse buy you everything (I do everything)
I know one thing, I ain't ever buyin' no ring (Fuck that bitch)
Y'all was ridin' dicks, I was outside better things
First time I called my mother locked up, she said, You swing
murder, I was 15 with a 17 with a big dream
I run all in shit (Man, why?) 'Cause the bitch green (Man, fuck that nigga)

[Chorus: Shy
I appreciate your moments 'cause I had nothin'
Used to be a dummy, nah, now get that fast money
I she was stallin', now she got that ass jumpin'
Me, my niggas, we be ballin', we can't wait to buy
I'm a shooter, baby, I'm a rich shooter
We some rich shooters, baby, we rich shooters
3 got the Macky and that came with a ruler (Goddamn, goddamn)
We the fuckin' rich shooters, fuck these niggas, some losers

2: Shy Glizzy]
I was built to win, no I can't ever lose
Bitch, they call me with a mothafuckin' tool (Young Jefe, holmes)
act like they don't fuck with me, they watch my every move
Bitch, me and Q Da Fool, we ain't cool with you, too
You ain't no fuckin' stepper, where your mothafuckin'
gun I ever shot it was a .38 special
It's GG to the world, bro, we're on another (GG for life)
And it's long live 30, bitch, I scream that shit (30, 30)
I'm ridin' on Tre-7 in a fuckin' R8 (Skrrt)
You can come and get an eight ball or get a plate
I don't a damn extendo, F&N is on my waist
And I don't even send a memo, I just get ass erased
We the UPS for bills, yeah, do the mail
My bitch, she Chanel, got all the bags and all the heels
Where I'm from they like to kill, keep chopper by the wheel
I seen some nigga tell, bow, bow, go to

[Chorus: Shy
I appreciate your moments 'cause I had nothin'
Used to be a crash dummy, nah, now get fast money
I she was stallin', now she got that ass jumpin'
Me, my niggas, we be ballin', we wait to buy somethin'
I'm a shooter, baby, I'm a rich shooter
We some shooters, baby, we some rich shooters
3 got the Macky and that came with a ruler (Goddamn, goddamn)
We the fuckin' rich shooters, fuck these niggas, they losers