Luyện nghe bài hát The Pistol

We ain't trying to hear for what?
(Cash money)
We world operating off a
(Cash money)
To all my niggas with a lotta
(Cash money)
Watch yo' money

You couldn't neva understand how my tick
I'm on some old school shit
niggas sold two's to keep the dimes lit
Ain't no when these iron shots are stoned, dun
This heat through your flesh, straight to the bones

I for the buddha, cess and zone
I have a future of stress, stay depressed and be alone
But as far as the present time, on
I represent 'til I return to the S
And said I'm and gone

wanna be broke and you neither
Put me on the co'na, watch me catch a case of cream fever
If you be popping shit, my won't believe ya
Probably punch you in the and take ya wallet when we see ya

But son, it gets
I'm running with a click that's being by the Grim Reaper
To all my peoples in the man
Let'cha be a teacher

Ain't nothing a education
When I was down, I learned about patience and dedication
And not to say shit unless you need a motherfucking lift
And as a youth, I was a
Running around pelagons, playing war
But now all about cash

I'm caught up, caught up in a mix of
And I ain't trying to hear shit 'til my got to get
Blast you the pistol
If I have to, in my mind, all about cash in a fistful

I'm caught up in a mix of
And I ain't trying to hear 'til my got cash to get
you with the pistol
If I have to, in my mind, it's all cash in a fistful

Up late and upset and fed up
coming up wet, I'm dead up
Fuck to your head up
And it go down, word bond, we gotta get up

Too many locked upstate, son, it's a set up
My has sped up, many years, I'm straight up
Plenty bears for who ain't here and who ate up
and get sprayed up in the club

We couldn't run it, so we the blade up in the booth
we couldn't shoot
We it up, losing the shirt, showing the bare chest
I'm blessed, puffing the skunk me care less

The best that you can do is my fucking crew
If the slugs don't get'cha, Lord jig ya
Acting artificial, you'll get burnt my the
Before done, even my guns'll turn to missiles

Don't to blow the whistle on you
'Cuz everybody you
Watch around borderline psychos
Who know my people hold a mint
Or they worth a cent
How can you if you can't pay the rent?

And a dent in my life time, I'm caught up in trife crime
In fights, you neva know you might find
We stand firm meanwhile niggas that seem wild
Be bucking blanks, if they were men wouldn't fuck with pranks
I leave them niggas and stay home
it cool down, as they remember how my tool sound

I'm caught up, caught up in a mix of
And I ain't trying to hear 'til my got cash to get
Blast you with the
If I have to, in my mind, it's all about in a fistful

I'm up in a mix of shit
And I ain't trying to shit 'til my got cash to get
Splash you the pistol
If I have to, in my mind, it's all about cash in a

We trying to hear shit for what?
(Cash money)
We world operating off a
(Cash money)
To all my niggas with a lotta
(Cash money)
Watch yo' money

Yeah, we up on we dealing with
We ain't no criminals, we got the right to gats
As long as the army, navy, air force, got gats
We hold heat, knamsaying?
'Cuz our army represent for us, word up
Aiyyo,
(Yeah)
Set shit, son

Forever my shit cocked for drama
Stainless steal, is for real
The way these rats is known to squeal, making deals
Thugs up in to mix these drugs, caught up in the humble
Bricks and paper by the bundle, how the humble

[Unverified] devils get deaded, regret it, only known to set it
Stealing existence, ya jetted
Speak the dissest, I see the and eagle
Back of the bill, ill deceitful, we consider lethal

God falling, niggas be balling, guzzling
Two drinks, too many is whitey infiltrating your fortress
This is on, we 'bout to form, prepare for the storm
Y'all funny quick to ring the alarm

fell, now a nation is gel
We had to dwell for hundred or more
The had the right just living poor
Resurrecting the and living back the power
Devils getting devoured, niggas the God holla