Luyện nghe bài hát B-Boyz

Talk it, make em talk about it
to me is currency, prosperity I got it
And life to me is lifeless like its livin' on life support
I license everything in my wallet, lightest boy the biggest heart
Nigga play your part or parallel your ego next to me and violence
Next to me is no one, I'm one of one
And I musta won that from anybody who had it or better yet it
Mack in the back of a 'Lac with a mac in the of a 'Lac
With a latch on the of the trunk
Hit a punk in the back with a pump in the back, till off balance
And I'm back in the front of the front of the future when you are talent
And I'm in the back in the of the block with a cop wanna cop anybody's allowance
on the block G watch for the block or whatever
And cut no cut more guns more guts fuck boy you up twice you fucked considerin' you drownin'
Die in a lake with a date with a catfish back flip head first
C-cry in the of Jesus we just pray we keep on stylin'
On you TDE YMCMB business bitch

Okay riding in a May-be, and I'm probably with baby
Don't talk nigga fuck you pay me, intercept your bitch like
Okay big on this side, 100 grand for the whip my bitch drive
Need a new safe money getting too high, presidents all in my Levis
Boy I this nigga be swagging, and I'm living lavish
Might cop me an Aston, on 'em
Anything I drive I own 'em, bad bitch and that ass ain't
Gotta put that game on her, beat it up she deep in a coma
I'm super paid, 2 a day
My rollie gold, no to waste
it do Berg, my fuckin' brother
Keep pistol by me like my lovely momma
Hot as the summer, as the winter
on them charts, I heard that they plotting my timber
Young nigga, got a lot of
Any don't believe me, I make it look easy easy out of control

Box full of choppers, hand on the
gangsta, get it how we get it
Third soldier, suicide rider
Militant minded, mill on the counter
Hand pearly rug nigga, on the Bugatti
Louboutin, Chanel for my models
Higher than Bugatti nigga, fishing on the fish
diving for them hundreds, strapped up making mail
Fr-fresher than I been
Higher we even been, shining on them 24's
Junior time ho
On the grind ho, while he doing ho

Ya know!
The time is money and money still was made
months ain't stop nothing nigga
It's like jail was third base and my lil' nigga came home, ya understand

I'm from the hood where bitches hold in they baby diapers
That's why when the babies grow up they be like us
I came a long ways from up in crazy cyphers
Man I'm so happy my lil' brother came from Rikers
Shout out to BP, Thugga, Flow and Boy
My flow Lucifer, I spit boy
My numb, ain't no pain I can't withstand
And I hold my down boy like a kickstand
Get off my nuts, acting like a bitch fam
Lil' finish puberty, grow ya own dick damn
I went from time fly on Earl and Red porch
To cruising through the of Miami in a red Porsche
Me and Stunna fly, we should the Air Force
Stand up niggas, the fuck you brought them chairs
I went from making from people with crack habits
To thanking God I'm in a 'nother tax bracket, amen